"Sir, Miss Tine has arrived," A man in his 40s lowered his head, not meeting Marquess Rogen's eyes.
"Escort her in," Marquess Rogen said, releasing smoke out of his mouth.
On the one hand, he held the cigar sloppily, leaving traces of ashes onto the red carpet. With the number of ashes on the floor, it seemed like he spent the whole day in his room.
Recently, he has been feeling stressed and annoyed as his plans kept failing. He didn't understand why it was failing, as he thought it was the perfect plan. However, it was foolish of him to lower his guard.
Marquess Rogen left the cigar in an ashtray and fixed his necktie. He wanted to look the most presentable and have an aura that shows that he is undefeatable. All this to show Tine his superiority.
