"P-President Zane..."
Harry Lewis stared at the scene unfolding before him, his eyes wide enough to fall out of his head. The shock was so intense it felt like a physical blow to his gut.
The man kneeling in the dust was Xavier Zane, the President of Apex Bank, a titan of Northriver's financial world. He was a man who could bankrupt companies with a signature.
And he was bowing—kowtowing—to a "DiDi driver"? To a guy wearing discount clothes?
Haley Elordi stood frozen, her mouth agape. Her brain simply couldn't process the visual information. It defied all her calculations about social hierarchy.
"I told you my brother-in-law wasn't a liar!" Ruby Jordan smirked, crossing her arms. She looked at the stunned couple with a mix of pity and vindication. "Even the King of Northriver, Victor
