"Hello, Madam Hans. What's the matter?"
The din drew the attention of many.
The hotel staff rushed over.
The general manager realized that the rich lady in her forties was the wife of the Fleming family's Young Master, Melissa Hans.
Although the Larson family wasn't entirely unknown, they were still a second-tier family in San Francisco. The Larson family was far from being the protagonist of tonight's party.
The Fleming family was different; they were a renowned family in San Francisco.
Now that the Fleming family had gotten into an argument with some unknown people, it was only natural that Solomon Smith sided with the Fleming family.
"Mr. Smith, what's going on? Ever since they entered, they've been eating and drinking. I wonder if they sneaked in without an invitation."
Solomon Smith nodded, turning his gaze to Yvette Larson and her party. "Please show me your invitation."
