Some of the women, even the married ones standing beside their husbands, blushed at the sight of him, twirling their hair. Others openly adjusted their blouses, disgustingly pushing them down to reveal more cleavage, leaving their breasts practically on display in hopes of catching his attention.
"Wow, who is that beautiful specimen?" one of the women purred, as she stood hand in hand with another female. They both wore high-end materials, probably made by one of the best designers in the city. She had left her male partner a while ago in hopes of finding a better and richer man to latch onto.
"He looks so hot. I bet he's rich, and even if he's not, I can still keep him as my side piece. Andrew is already getting old," the other woman said, gagging in disgust at the end.
