In an unknown place, a room exuding an aura of richness, a black-haired young man was resting on a chair.
"Young Master, I think you should see this," a middle-aged man said, knocking before opening the door and rushing into the room with a large phone in hand. The young man frowned, confused by the sudden intrusion.
Did something happen back home? he thought, his mind racing. But then, he glanced at the phone and saw an advertisement featuring a silver-haired young man surrounded by beauties.
"Is this why you disturbed me? Because of an advertisement?" the young man yelled.
"Young Master, it's not just that. Look at the lady to the left of the young man," the middle-aged man said in panic.
The young man glanced at the middle-aged man, who was already sweating profusely, before turning his attention back to the photo. His eyes landed on the woman beside the silver-haired young man.
"Isn't this Rose?" he said in shock.
