The man in the lead wore an orthodox black suit that accentuated his tall and upright figure. He had a handsome face as if it had been sculpted by the most excellent craftsman, and he had a pair of sincere eyes that didn't seem to contain any emotion. He was cold and indifferent, making people not dare to act presumptuously in front of him.
He had a hand in a pocket of his suit pants. He had a reserved temperament and a strong aura, and his excellence made the ordinary-looking men behind him look dull.
Perhaps because he was bored of waiting for the elevator, he inadvertently looked at the opening door of the nearby elevator with his deep-set eyes.
Then, he saw a familiar face.
Bernard raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes.
He still had a deep memory of that stubborn and beautiful
