Arthur guessed the old man was William's grandfather, but he wasn't interested in him.
Among the many guests, he was not a truly influential figure. People respected him only because he was older.
Not long after that, there was a car escorted by a police car.
Just by looking at the license plate number, people knew who was inside.
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It's the mayor's car.
It stopped in front of the store and the back door opened immediately without anyone helping to open it.
A middle-aged man with a well-kept body stepped out of the car.
He was quite handsome and had neatly combed hair, attracting the attention of many middle-aged women. Some without hesitation whistled at him.
"This girl, she even invited the mayor," Isabel said with furrowed brows.
"Is there a conflict between you and him, aunt?" Arthur asked her.
"No, this guy is just a coward who doesn't dare to choose a side, he always pretends to be neutral," Isabel replied.
