Harrison Yale gripped the car door handle, his long legs stepping out as he took off his sunglasses with an arrogant demeanor that, curiously, didn't carry a hint of scorn. He nodded slightly to the staff in thanks before making his way into the restaurant.
Such gentlemanly behavior slightly raised Charles White's eyebrows.
After all, in the circles of the wealthy elite, people of higher status often like to flaunt their position by looking down on and oppressing those who are weaker.
But the true gentry emphasizes manners above all.
Many can be rich, but very few can truly be called aristocrats.
Harrison Yale's actions made him appear noble and rebellious, not at all like someone who would use his authority to toy with female subordinates…
Charles White narrowed his eyes slightly, just as he was about to exit the car, he noticed Harrison Yale pausing at the restaurant entrance, turning suddenly to look back.
The focus of his gaze was his direction!
