Manfred was clearly stunned by the three dark, formidable figures now standing before him. Each of them exuded an icy, dangerous aura and carried a devilish handsomeness. Only now did he realize—these three shared the same kind of presence as Charles.
The confident smile on his face faltered slightly.
Steven.
Shaun.
Brian.
These were titans in the world of business, each a legend in his own right. Even dealing with one of them would require extreme caution, and now all three were standing in front of him, united. What was their connection to Charles?
"I'm not really a fan of causing a scene at someone else's wedding," Shaun drawled lazily, his tone casual, his smile mischievous. But his eyes—dark and razor-sharp—locked onto Manfred with deadly precision. "But if some clueless fool wants to stir up trouble, I won't bother being polite just for Charles' sake."
