Chapter 477
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“It’s a privilege to have you at our gathering, Mr. Riley.”
With that, he gestured toward the grand entrance of the hotel, extending a courteous invitation.
“Shall we?”
Collin gave a subtle nod.
“You’re too generous, Mr. Lawson.”
Side by side, the two men strode into the venue, their refined presence commanding attention.
However, the other guests were too stunned to merely admire their distinguished figures.
Those who had witnessed their brief exchange stood frozen in disbelief.
“Did I just see that right? Mr. Lawson showing such deference to someone?”
“We all know the Lawson family’s influence in this city. For Jeffery to personally greet a guest like that, this man must be someone truly remarkable!”
“His presence alone is overwhelming. But I’ve never seen him before. Which powerful family is he from?”
“I was thinking the same thing…”
“Wait a second… Doesn’t he resemble Collin from the Riley family?”
At that remark, an awkward silence fell over the group.
“Why is everyone so quiet? He really does look like Collin, doesn’t he?”
“Are you half-asleep? Collin Riley? No way! That useless guy could never set foot in a Lawson family event!”
“Exactly! And don’t forget the biggest difference—Collin is wheelchair-bound. The man who just walked in with Jeffery? His legs work just fine. Don’t say such ridiculous things.”
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With that crucial distinction pointed out, the possibility of the mysterious man being Collin was immediately dismissed.
Meanwhile, Jeffery led Collin into the extravagant banquet hall, where dazzling chandeliers illuminated the space, casting a golden glow over the lavish décor.
Though the event had yet to begin, the room was already bustling with elegantly dressed guests.
As one of the most powerful families in Grester, the Lawsons commanded respect, even though they had maintained a low profile in recent years. Their influence was undeniable, and the sheer number of attendees reflected that.
Just then, a lively, radiant young woman in an opulent gown made her way toward them.
“Jeffery!”
Carol Lawson, Jeffery’s younger sister, beamed as she approached, grabbing onto his arm with playful affection.
“Take a good look! Don’t I look absolutely stunning tonight?”
With a cheeky grin, she lifted the hem of her gown and spun in a graceful twirl, exuding youthful energy.
Jeffery’s gaze softened as he regarded his sister, his smile carrying a touch of indulgence.
“You look lovely.”
Satisfied with the compliment, Carol turned her attention to the man standing beside her brother.
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