Chapter 447

The man was wearing an expensive suit, a valuable watch, and had a pair of sharp, deep black eyes that made people shiver with fear at just one glance. It was evident that he was a mature elite cultivated by the upper class, and had been manipulating the situation for many years as a superior. However, his age did not match well with Victoria standing beside him. Victoria walked hand in hand with the man and approached Thorne. She still held a small white flower in a pitiful manner, her voice sounding sweet and coquettish, as if she could squeeze out water.