Behind them, two distinguished men stood facing each other. After a polite handshake, they gave each other a cold, measured glance. Both were tall and elegant, dressed in black, but overall, James appeared to be slightly older than Albert, giving him a more composed and mature demeanor.
Albert, on the other hand, had a cold expression that created a sense of distance and indifference, as though rejecting anyone who came near. The excruciating pain of the past four years had imbued him with a touch of rebelliousness and a brooding aura.
At this moment, his expression showed no signs of improvement. Just now, he had clearly seen the exchange of glances between her and the man. This woman, how is it that wherever she goes, she has the knack for flirting with every man she meets?
James had clearly sensed Albert's jealousy. He nonchalantly spread his hands in explanation.
