Chapter Nine

A tall man was standing at the entrance, his lean body wearing a fitting Randell85 bespoke suit that exuded pure luxury. Everyone present knew that a Randell85 suit wasn't easy to purchase. Only the wealthiest and most influential men could afford such attire.

The man had a regal bearing that made everyone subconsciously conclude that he must have a remarkable identity making them curious about him, however when they all gazed at his face they frowned, their curiosity unsatisfied. The man had a black mask covering half of his face leaving only his attractive lips visible, the accessory seemingly infused with gold carvings adding to the air of luxury the man exuded.

The mysterious aura oozing from him made everyone even more curious.

"Who is that young man?"

"I don't think I've ever seen him before."

"Since he's here, he must be a businessman too, but I've never seen or heard of him anywhere."

"Why is his face hidden? Could it be that his identity is that terrifying?"

The men within