The man didn't pay more attention to the girl and bowed down his head. "Good afternoon, young master."
Lim turned and saw a man laying down his head like a royal servant.
"You are here?" He said, and stood up from his chair. He signaled his hand to the man, who clearly understood what he meant and left the dining room with him.
"What brings you here" Lim asked sternly, as his expression became cold as ice.
"Your father sent me here" the man simply replied, with his head still facing the floor.
Lim chuckled, what does that old man wants this time? He thought.
"Go to the point, Rich, and stop acting like a fool!" His voice was cold. Rich shivers under the sound of his voice and quickly reports the reason. He was here.
"Young master. Your father has sent me here to inform you about his up-coming birthday party. He really wants you to be there, young master."
