167 167 Invitation At The Park Mansion

"Master, an invitation for you has arrived." Ther butler said respectfully to the man sitting behind his laptop. When the butler thought that his master was working, he saw the man's eyes staring blankly at a photo on his table. It seemed that he was deep in thought, so deep that he was not able to notice the butler coming in.

"Master?" Thw butler called again in a louder voice, trying to catch his master's attention. Thankfully, though, he was successful.

The man blinked his eyes, with eyes starting to refocus. He looke up in his stoic face and his eyes were calm yet dangerous.

The man was in his early fifties with his hair littered with white streaks. His nose was long, full red lips, brows thick and unruly yet beautiful, and dark eyes so sharp and vicious covered with feigned gentleness. He was a handsome man with a mature air.