However, as Tom Rosenthal stepped out the door, he was somewhat surprised to not see Luther Holmes following him.
He quickly turned his head to look—
This foolish boy was still standing there, staring blankly at the wine in his hand…
Tom Rosenthal touched his nose and said helplessly—
"Get a hold of yourself. Coburn has plenty of this stuff. Later on, Miss Williams can get you a few bottles. Let's go, don't you want to meet our Young Master?"
Luther Holmes promptly gathered his thoughts.
Meet their Young Master?
Would that be meeting his future Brother-in-law?
Luther Holmes paused for a moment, subconsciously looking down at his own attire.
Still in a waiter's uniform, is he to go like this?
By this time, Tom Rosenthal seemed to have noticed Luther's embarrassment and immediately reached out to pull him—
"Don't worry, the Young Master doesn't care about appearances. Let's go!"
"Ah, my benefactor..."
