Quentin then scanned across his surroundings before stopping his gaze at Elise and Alexander. Instantly, his face turned much gentler.
Seeing that, Maxwell turned to the direction he was looking at, but had no idea what he was thinking. “Mr. Fassbender, your arrival truly brings delight to the mass. Shall we head upstairs for a rest, where no one can disturb you?”
Straightforwardly, Quentin refused his offer. “No need, Mr. Dahlen. I’m just a normal guest like any other. Don’t be so courteous with me.”
Maxwell obsequiously laughed. “There’s no courtesy, Mr. Fassbender... Just my obligation as the host.”
At that moment, Maya, who was on the dance floor, noticed Quentin, who was looking in her direction.
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