Leo

"Father, you called for me?"

In a short while, a tall, broad middle-aged man with handsome features came in.

He was probably in his forties, with blonde hair and blue eyes. He looked like a typical Caucasian and had a confident, noble manner.

"Leo, you're here."

Norman waved away his secretary. "Emily, leave us for now."

"Yes."

The secretary nodded at once and quickly left the room, closing the door gently behind her.

The man called Leo made a startled expression and finally turned solemn. He swiftly walked to his father and asked in a low voice, "Did something happen?"

"Look at this." Norman looked up and handed over the invitation letter he was holding.

After exchanging a glance with his father, Leo suddenly noticed that his father was a little different than usual. There seemed to be something unusual in those eyes.

A piercing sort of glint.