Everyone was dressed so tastefully that he was a bit embarrassed by his casual wear.

“Who does he think he is, coming here dressed like that?” a prominent sneer showed on Dowager Charlotte’s face as he entered.

She was seated close to the head of the table with a boy on her lap. The boy, who was showing her his car before Ayo entered, turned his curious eyes to him, just as the other guests turned to look at him too.

Ayo could count at least two kings whose faces were familiar and other prominent people that he had no idea who they were.

The Darlington’s idea of a private...