Back at Hilton Group headquarters, just as the car was about to stop, a bright red Maserati pulled up in front of them.
The flashy sports car practically screamed for attention. Compared to that, the vehicle Lucas was in seemed understated—almost too modest.
From the Maserati stepped a young man in a tailored blue suit, his blond hair perfectly styled, fair-skinned, his looks bearing a slight resemblance to Lucas—though nowhere near the same level. Beside him was a girl with waist-length hair, dressed in a frilly princess dress. Her bright, doe-like eyes added to her charm, painting the picture of a sweet, well-behaved young lady.
It was hard to imagine how the two had ended up together.
"That's Aiden's son, Richard Hilton. And the girl with him is Jessica Taylor, the Taylor family's little darling," Lucas said calmly, introducing them with little expression.
Richard had already spotted them. Pulling Jessica closer against his side, he led her toward Lucas's car.
