"Sorry to bother you," Rose said, though a flicker of displeasure crossed her heart. Years of navigating the business and social worlds had taught her to adapt quickly. She turned and left with the same elegance in her stride, but her mind was already turning, quietly pondering the backgrounds of these two individuals.
At that moment, a commotion broke out on one side of the hall. Cyrus and Shadow exchanged a glance, immediately understanding each other, and walked toward the source of the noise. They saw a group of people gathered around a man in a luxurious suit. That man was none other than Winston. Surrounded by the crowd, Winston was chatting and laughing, but there was a faint, almost imperceptible ruthlessness in his gaze.
"Boss, that's him," Shadow whispered to Cyrus.
Cyrus gave
