The entrance was already crowded with people.

Kennedy pushed through the layers of the crowd and finally made it to the front.

A luxurious Lamborghini was parked in front of the Powell family's entrance. The convertible design allowed everyone to catch a glimpse of the man sitting inside, wearing sunglasses and emitting a strong aura.

The man wore a sleek black suit, his profile sharply defined. People could only see his sensual lips and prominent nose bridge.

After what felt like an eternity, Kennedy suddenly remembered something and hurried forward to open the car door. "Second Master, you've finally arrived."

The eyes behind Rafael's sunglasses were sharper than knives. Even...