Meanwhile, Harrison, having received the news, allowed a triumphant smirk to curl his lips.
It seemed only one of them—Mr. Thomas or Sinclair—would make it to tonight's charity gala.
But which one?
Just then, the car gradually slowed, and the driver's voice broke the silence.
"Mr. Harrison, we've arrived at the Bernardo residence."
"Mm." Harrison finally snapped out of his thoughts, his expression relaxing slightly as he opened the car door and stepped out.
The Bernardo family's butler had been waiting for him at the entrance, standing by with practiced patience.
"Mr. Harrison," the butler greeted him warmly, his tone brimming with deference as he addressed the Bernardo family's prospective son-in-law.
"the entire Benardo family is waiting for you in the living room."
"Mm."
Harrison gave a slight nod, his demeanor calm and composed as he followed the butler into the sprawling Bernardo family estate. Inside the living room...
