Stanley, Paul and Troy belong to an "alta sociedad society "a higher class of people who are wealthy, fashionable, very influential and high-ranking families.
"Can I help carry your things, Astrid?" Paul asked when he approached her.
Troy was on his back staring with a devilish smile.
Astrid was not privy about this young men's backgrounds.
Afterall, she knows they are best friends of Stanley.
The prick who brought shame to himself in a trip from Paris a week ago.
Stanley suddenly appeared and walked towards her extending his hands.
"Let me do it, Paul! …Hello Astrid!"
"Go to hell! Since when did you care about me? Have you forgotten your father instructions?"
Astrid sneered expressing his reluctance with nonsense talks.
"Oh? What did I do in particular? The event in Paris?" Her arrogant expression displeased him.
He continued standing her way.
