There were many guests in the decorated hall. Some were clicking photographs to post on their socials, while others were chatting while sipping wine. The party seemed lively, yet there was no noise. Everyone was enjoying themselves in their small cliques.
It wasn't anything like the noise room he had imagined after learning they were all influencers. It seemed not everyone of them went to other countries to cause a ruckus.
But that wasn't what Jack was there for.
Without wasting time, he began scanning the crowds for potential targets. The place was like a buffet for him. Despite the dislike for influencers and business people, he hoped to find some gold, platinum, or even diamond maidens hiding in the midst of the undesirable crowd.
Cindy held on to his arm tightly, not out of love, but out of nerves. It seemed the strange reception earlier had put her on the edge.
That's not good. How am I supposed to flirt with other women if you keep holding on to me like this?
