It seems a change is coming to Pethkids.
"This camphor tree is still so lush and flourishing."
From a distance, Damian Benz heard Digby Hart's sigh and walked over with a laugh, "Is Mr. Hart feeling sentimental because of this?"
With his hands behind his back, Digby Hart gazed at the towering tree, almost blocking out the sun, "Nineteen years ago, it was a young lady, but now, it behaves like a confident strong adult."
Damian Benz raised his eyebrows, remembering the banquet held nineteen years ago. He was present as it was his first time taking over the hotel business of his group. Digby Hart was then an unnoticed entrepreneur.
But now, Damian Benz shook his head, times have changed and people have too.
It wasn't clear who Digby Hart was reminiscing about.
"Mr. Hart, here's the guest list for tonight's banquet. Please have a look. Following your instruction, we've bolstered the security to ensure a smooth running of the event."
