Lucien's identity was a mystery. But when Andrew approached him with a beaming smile, people began to speculate that Lucien's background must be extraordinary.
Some tried to strike up a conversation, but Lucien's demeanor remained aloof, his true thoughts inscrutable.
When someone attempted to exchange business cards after a brief chat, Lucien simply had his assistant accept the card without further gesture.
"They're all so narrow-minded," Claire murmured, observing Lucien's actions.
After all, they were just a bunch of snobs.
"It doesn't matter," Lucien shrugged.
He genuinely didn't care. People had always been the ones trying to curry favor with him.
"Claire," Andrew called out, his tone lacking its usual severity, yet still carrying a habitual air of command.
"Come here for a m
