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Married at First Sight
Chapter 5240
Meanwhile, at the Grand Hotel in H City, X Province,
a business cocktail party was being held that evening, attended by the city’s elite.
As the owner of the Labbe Group, although he never showed his true face, Titus’s status and position were undeniable, and he was naturally invited.
Titus attended these banquets only when he felt like it.
When he was in a good mood, he would give the organizers face, show his face, chat with the big bosses for a few words, have a couple of drinks, and then leave.
The whole process usually lasted no more than half an hour.
When he was in a bad mood, he would throw the invitation in the trash, no matter who sent it, and wouldn’t bother attending.
Given the Labbe Group’s current commercial standing, everyone was incredibly jealous of him, but on the surface, they still treated him politely.
Everyone wanted to know what he looked like, but unfortunately, since he appeared in H City, founded the Labbe Group, and built it to the point where it could rival the Labbe Group, no one had ever seen his true face.
Tonight, Titus was in a good mood, so he came.
He just arrived very late.
The venue was already full of guests, some of whom had even left, when he finally arrived, surrounded by his bodyguards.
When Titus entered, the entire room fell silent.
The organizer, snapping out of his daze, hurriedly went to greet him.
“Mr. Titus, you’ve arrived.”
He had thought Titus wouldn’t come.
Titus gave a curt “hmm” and said apologetically, “I had a long lunch break and slept in too long, so I overslept and am late. Please forgive me.”
Everyone: “…” Who can sleep until 9 PM during their lunch break? Why not just sleep in all night too?
The organizer smiled, “It’s alright, Mr. Titus is usually so busy, it’s only right that he gets some rest.”
“Mr. Brown isn’t here?”
Titus said, “What, can’t I come? Do I have to ask Mr. Brown?”
“No, Mr. Titus’s presence is a favor to us. I haven’t seen Mr. Brown for a few days, just asking casually.”
They sent two invitations to Labbe Group, one for Mr. Titus and one for Mr. Brown.
Asking is normal, actually.
But Mr. Titus is difficult to deal with, and that comment almost made the organizer lose face.
“Mr. Titus, please have a seat.”
The organizer respectfully invited Titus to sit down.
Titus, looking arrogant, strode to a chair and sat down. Hank Rose stood behind him, her face ashen, her gaze piercing, occasionally glancing at the people around her.
Titus was wearing sunglasses, so no one could see what he was looking at.
He just felt that the female bodyguard named Hank Rose beside him was too cold, with very sharp eyes.
The other bodyguards stood behind Hank Rose.
Others would also bring bodyguards, but they would usually have their bodyguards wait outside, and even if they came in, they would keep a distance so that people wouldn’t think they were too arrogant or unapproachable.
But Titus never cared what others thought; whenever he appeared, he was always accompanied by a group of bodyguards.
The female bodyguard Hank Rose was especially inseparable from him; it was said that even in the company, she would sit in Titus’s office, protecting Titus’s safety at all times.