Knoxville stepped out of the sleek, black luxury car, his tailored tuxedo accentuating his chiseled physique. He cleared his throat, adjusting his cufflinks with a confident flourish. His personal assistant, Henry, smiled warmly.
"You're looking handsome already, sir," Henry said.
As they walked into the grand hall, Knoxville's presence commanded attention. The room fell silent, with all eyes drawn to his refined appearance. The ladies couldn't help but admire his charismatic charm.
"They're all staring at you, sir," Henry whispered, his voice laced with amusement.
Knoxville chuckled, his eyes sparkling.
"Let them continue staring," he said. "That's what the Richardos do, and what my father expects. I need to regain his trust."
His lips curled into a determined smile.
"I am happy yo
