Moreover, this villa seemed to have a slightly higher position than the others. Only a few could compare, indicating they were the kings of the building.
I parked next to a Rolls-Royce, and I hadn't seen a car worth less than a million since I arrived. This place was truly a paradise for the wealthy.
"William, come here!" Lillian ran over.
"Wait. I brought something." Opening the trunk, I took out the gift box and wine. "Can you hold the flowers for me?"
"Are these for me?"
"You're a young girl; why would I give you carnations? These are for Reese."
Lillian pouted, "Come on, can't you buy another bunch?"
"If you want, I'll get you one next time."
"That would ruin the meaning!" Lillian said.
At that moment, Gary and Frank walked out. A dignified middle-aged woman stood on Gary's left.
The moment I saw her, countless praises flashed through my mind, but titles like noblewoman and elegant were superficial.
