I walked out of the office building at six in the evening and saw Julian wave his hand at me in the parking lot. He drove a black Bentley Mulsanne and looked quite refined even though he was in his late forties now. His tall and straight figure attracted the attention of several young women on the street as he stood beside the luxury car, carrying a distinct aura of handsomeness refined by age.
I saw several fashionably dressed women hit on him over the past few minutes and how he accepted their business cards with gentle ease. However, he threw the business cards into the trash bin the moment the women turned around to leave.
I walked over and teased him with a smile on my face, "Not bad, Julian. It looks like you're charming enough to attract attention from women even at such a late a
