At the front door, Clyde and Spencer were smoothing their suits and preparing for their important guest. Although they were successful businessmen, it felt like their first time. They were excited but also nervous and fidgety.
"Clyde, why is he coming to today's party?" Spencer asked feeling confused.
Clyde couldn't answer him. He was wondering the same thing. He had sent dozens of invitations to him, but he had never showed up. He really didn't know what made him accept this particular invite.
Clyde shook his head and replied, "I don't know, but we will find out soon."
Spencer nodded and responded, "Anyway, his presence is going to be good for us. I hear he barely attends any parties or events. If he has decided to show up to ours, then it means he has noticed the Luo Group. It's an honor that the most of corporations don't have."
The two of them were making small talk in a bit to kill time. They were waiting patiently for the arrival of their important guest.
Finally, a silver Rolls-Royce stopped in front the gate. Clyde and Spencer looked at each other, checked their suits one more time and hurried to welcome him.
A handsome man stepped out of the car from the driver's side, walked around the car and opened the passenger door, keeping his head down the entire time.
The first thing one could see was a pair of shiny, expensive shoes descending from the car. A man stepped out. It was dark outside. Spencer and Clyde couldn't see him clearly, but they couldn't help but shiver when they saw the man. It was their natural fear of powerful people.
The man was Andrew. He glanced at Spencer and Clyde, and another shiver went up their spines.
"Good evening, Mr. Lu," said Clyde.
"Good evening, Mr. Lu," echoed Spencer.
They walked to either side of Andrew and bowed slightly. Even though they were older than him, Andrew's wealth and power surpassed theirs.
Andrew walked in directly without uttering a word to them.
Clyde and Spencer were left standing there awkwardly. Josef, the driver, walked over to them and said, "Mr. Luo and Mr. Mu, sorry for being late for the party."
Clyde shook his hand and replied, "You're never too late for the party! It's my pleasure to have Mr. Lu! We are really flattered that you and Mr. Lu could make the time to come to my party! It's not late at all!"
Josef quickly followed Andrew, while talking to Clyde and Spencer.
Andrew reviewed a message just as he was about to walk into the house. He looked at it, frowned just for a split second before returning to his hard expression.
Andrew walked fast, but he was not in a rush. This is just how he walked. His strides were always quick and long and with purpose. Spencer and Clyde still had a hard time keeping up with him. They had to admit that they were getting old.
The warm yellow lights shined on Andrew, and the crowds were finally able to see his handsome face.
He had a perfect face with amazingly beautiful, clean-cut features. His nose was sharp and brows were thick. He pursed his thin lips without any expression.
Andrew's black eyes were like bottomless black pools, devoid of any emotions. When he looked at someone, he could easily draw them in with his intense gaze.
The black, handmade suit fit perfectly on his nearly perfect figure. He moved like a panther with ease and grace, and oozed great pride and elegance.
Andrew looked like a British royal.
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