Lee was driving and said, "Mr. Wright, a business party invites you to attend tomorrow night."
"Find an excuse to refuse..." Kingsley's expression was indifferent. It seemed that he wasn't very interested in it.
He disliked to attend parties and tried his best not to attend.
"But Mr. Wright, your father called and said that the host of the business party was the son of his old friend. He asked you to participate." Lee was a little embarrassed.
Kingsley narrowed his eyes and put down his crossed legs. "Go back. I'll be there tomorrow."
"What about the female companion?" Lee asked again.
Before Kingsley could say anything, Lee hurriedly said with a smile, "You will bring Ms. Holmes, won't you, M r. Wright?"
Kingsley smiled, "You know a lot..."
Lee also smiled and then began to focus on driving.
On the other side, the host also invited Billy and asked him to attend it tomorrow.
The Day Corporation was also one of the top five
prestigious companies in Santabaca. It didn't matter if he would attend it or not.
However, there was a cooperation between the two companies at present, so he had better attend it.
Billy asked his secretary to reply that he would attend the party on time.
The secretary asked him about his female companion. Billy thought for a moment and said that he had his own arrangement. When the secretary left, he called Natalie.
Upon hearing this, Natalie responded in a soft and calm voice. However, on the other side of the phone, her face was full of joy.
Kingsley had already prepared the fishing rod. It was too cold at night. He took two coats. One was black and the other was red. The coats had peculiarly fine and thick fur collars, which were smooth and soft.
"I don't know how to fish," Sherman said.
Kingsley had already worn a black coat. His collar made him seem even more noble and elegant. Sitting i n the cold wind, he looked so charming that one could hardly take their eyes off him. "There's no call for skill in fishing. All you need to do is sit there with a fishing rod in your hand. Those who are willing will take the bait. It tests your patience..."
Sherman, who had always been impatient, sat there and stared at the fishing rod.
Slightly narrowing his deep eyes, Kingsley sat there and gazed at the surface of the river. Under the illumination of the lights, he looked even more radiant.
Sherman turned her eyes from the fishing rod.
Somehow, her eyes fell on Kingsley, who was very quiet, elegant, and outstanding.
Sherman thought that this was the difference between men. She rarely saw a man sitting there quietly.
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