Eugene had barely finished speaking when a few more guests approached.
"Mr. Albright, it's been ages! Remember me? I'm Bluno, Bluno Marsh! Back at the chess tournament, my dad took third place, and we met backstage. I told you that when I grew up, I wanted to be a chess champion just like you, and you even complimented me."
The man speaking was a successful gentleman, whose eyes, even when smiling, held a businessman's shrewdness.
He had brought his daughter along, but before he could delve into his purpose, another guest interrupted.
"Oh Eugene, it's been so long, and you still look as dashing as ever. My late husband would've been so thrilled to see you in such high spirits."
