His elevated social standing earned him a place at the distinguished main table, surrounded by titans of various industries.

Korbyn and Brandon were present as well.

Waylen had long been a respected figure within this social circle, effortlessly captivating the attention of the elder gentlemen. Engaged in conversation, he casually smoked his cigarette while surreptitiously stealing glances at Rena

Today, she adorned a breathtakingly beautiful dress.

Korbyn followed Waylen's gaze, his hand gently patting his son as he inquired, "Aren't you going to say hello to her?"