20th October 2065, 21:29 pm, a manor in Adirondack Mountains located in Upstate New York.
A man in his mid-20s sat in a luxurious chair while sipping on some cognac with ice. He was around 5'9, with a thick black beard that was cut neatly, a nicely shaped mustache, and piercing hazel eyes that were narrow.
Coupled with his neatly combed black hair, he really did look like a fine noble gentleman.
However, Henry cared little for such things. He only maintained his looks out of forced habit, one that he was trying to get rid off, so that he could act more natural.
Alas, old habits died the hardest.
Whatever the case, he was browsing his Holo-Tab calmly as he sipped on his wine, entertaining himself by browsing through the pages of various attractive models with good bodies.