We Will Talk When We Get Home

"Please welcome President Mo to the stage to receive his award and give a speech!" the host said excitedly as he stood to one side.

Mason hugged Lila before he stood up from his seat and headed for the stage like a king gracing everyone with his presence.

Due to Mason's status, the guest presenter wasn't an average businessman or simpleton. He was a master from the art scene that was specifically invited to the ceremony just to match Mason.

"Could President Mo share with us his thoughts on winning this award?"

Mason held onto the trophy and walked over to the microphone. Perhaps, due to the bright lighting, he appeared extra dazzling.

Time had been kind to this man. Although he was already in his mid-thirties, he did not show any signs of aging.

In fact, some people would even describe him as alluring!

"Looking at the faces below the stage, it appears as though I've bullied someone by receiving this award."