At this moment.
At the back entrance of the Hilton Hotel, a low-key Lexus slowly drove into the hotel.
The manager of the hotel bowed and waited nearby. Several bodyguards quickly got out of the car and respectfully opened the door, waiting on the side.
The first thing that caught their eyes was a red sandalwood cane, and immediately after, an energetic old man appeared in everyone's sight.
Time had left its marks on his face, but it did not affect his authority and noble air. The moment he stood somewhere, the whole scene fell silent. It was as if someone had pinched their throats, and no one dared to look more.
"Old Lord, we have arrived," an old housekeeper said softly, holding his hand.
"Mm," his voice was deep, and although he used a cane, it did not affect his walking speed. From his brisk pace, one could see his resolute and decisive character, "Is Baron Lawrence staying here with Ms. Clark?"
"Yes, Old Lord."