Chapitre 585: That's L

"So, what does he have to do with all these?" The assistant asked him while pointing to the camera. "I cannot see the connection between an old camera, glasses, and ... Stephan Zimmerman?"

"Hmm ... Lyana advised me to disguise myself as regular folk. She said if people found out that I am the owner of the Schneider Group, there would be a bunch of gold-diggers trying to curry favor to me. So, I plan to come to Zimmerman's party as a poor photographer, Lyana's best friend from America."

Jan nodded. "That makes sense. Do you want me to go to that party with you, Sir? I am quite familiar with the people from the upper class. I can tell you whom you should avoid like a plague, and who you can be friends with."

London squinted his eyes and smiled at the man's offer. "Huh, that's good. I only know Lyana there. It'll be fun if you could come along as well. Can you get an invitation to the party, or should I ask Lyanna to get one for you?"