At that moment, the Harmon estate was still bustling with excitement. Looking across the room, distinguished guests filled the seats. It was a gathering of the exalted; the wealthy and powerful exchanged toasts and chatted among themselves. Meanwhile, Dustin sat quietly in a corner, looking like an outsider.

In contrast, Gordon, who was sitting at the other table, wouldn’t stop greeting people.

"Well, if it isn’t Mr. Bolls! What a pleasure to see you!"