Lukas, after hearing the butler really behaved and entered the mansion, was now not that eager to meet this billionaire who was throwing cars at him, he wanted to go home and relax his mind, but he had to meet this man.
As Lukas walked, he marveled at how good-looking this mansion was. Sunlight filled the living room through tall, arched windows, casting a warm glow on the polished wood floors and soft, patterned rug. Plush sofas and armchairs in muted cream and deep burgundy formed a cozy seating area around a low marble table set with delicate china teacups. A maid stood quietly to one side, ready to attend to any need. Behind the table, a man sat upright in a high-back chair, sipping tea from a dainty cup. His silver hair was neatly combed, and his tailored suit looked elegant and refined, giving him an air of calm politeness as he waited for Lukas.
