The gates of the villa where the elder of the Galan Estate resides in River City slowly opened.
Neal Galan appeared, dressed in a light blue tailor-made shirt, black trousers, with a long coffee-colored trench coat draped over.
His features were handsome, a bit roguish, excessively refined, as if crafted by an artisan, meticulously carved and polished with a professional tool.
He was tall, imposing, with striking good looks and a calm with a hint of maturity.
Yet, he was like a wolf, domineering everything in the world.
As soon as Neal appeared, the servants and bodyguards inside the villa immediately lowered their heads.
"Young master, you're finally back." At the same time, a middle-aged woman came out of the villa.
With a delighted smile on her face, she approached Neal while speaking, "Young master, the old master has been longing to see you, and has finally gotten his wish."
