Evan Sinclair adjusted his cufflinks while frowning, his expression stern.
Though not as impatient as his younger brother, he wasn't thrilled about waiting either.
When it came to patience, he wasn't much different from his quick-tempered brother.
The two were almost like two peas in a pod.
"Rumor has it we're attending with lady companions. If they don't show up last minute, we might be a laughingstock."
His tone carried a hint of concern.
Though reluctant, the matter of face still needed attention.
Ethan Sinclair sneered dismissively.
"Who believes that? We're used to these situations."
He said, standing up to adjust his tie.
They'd been accustomed to this life under public scrutiny since they were kids.
Rumors and stares were already second nature to them.
They were so outstanding.
Whether it was family background, looks, or ability, they were impeccable.
But as long as there wasn't a female by their side, someone always had something snide to say.
