"Hans George!" The hostess chirped as she entered, "Two gentlemen are here to see you."
Ivana Bennett and Sullivan Lee entered one after the other. With a quick glance, they had taken stock of the four people in the private room.
In the private room, Hans George sat in the middle of the sofa, flanked by two tall and strong bodyguards, with a trusted subordinate sitting on his right. All this information was already on the files.
Ivana's gaze finally fell on Hans George, her chin slightly raised, arrogance etched across her face.
"Let me make the introductions!" Sullivan Lee quickly stepped forward, "This is Brother Hans, and this is Mr. Bennett."
Hans George gestured to the sofa opposite with his chin and smiled indifferently, "Mr. Bennett, have a seat!"
Ivana walked over and took a seat while Sullivan Lee stood behind her.
"I didn't expect Mr. Bennett to be so young; truly outstanding for your age." Hans George offered a hollow compliment.
