Just like...a prince living in a castle.
Amid the whispers of the crowd, Isabel Smith slowly raised her hand, pointing towards the doorstep.
When she was speaking alone in front of everyone just now, she was always calm and composed, but now his appearance made her feel an indescribable nervousness. She swallowed hard twice before saying, "Mr. Percy Stanton is here, you can ask him."
Everyone turned to look in the direction Isabel Smith was pointing.
Percy Stanton, despite the crowd's gaze, remained calm and composed, striding steadily with elegance and nobility. He slowly made his way onto the President's Podium and then stood in front of Isabel Smith.
Isabel wasn't sure if it was because of the evening's many ups and downs, but she seemed to have frozen for a moment and forgot to introduce Percy.