As soon as the receptionist finished talking, the smile on his face froze because he realized that something was wrong with this pair. The lady was fine. Not only was she decently dressed, but she was also very good looking. Her outfit was so gorgeous that she fitted the theme of the ball tonight.
The key problem was with the man.
The man was not considered filthy, but people could tell that his outfit was cheap with one look. From head to toe, none of his clothing items cost more than $200. His shoes looked like something he had gotten from a supermarket.
How did such a poor guy get an invitation card?
The invitation cards from Water Cloud were always given to rich and noble big shots. Those who attended the ball today were also proof of that.
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