Thus, no one noticed someone had secretly infiltrated the premises.
However, at this moment, inside the study of the presidential suite on the top floor.
Landon Brooke stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing down at the festivity below. The ever-changing lights interwove and flickered, casting patchy and varied shadows upon the window in front of him.
Tom Rosenthal walked in with a grave expression and quickly approached Landon from behind, whispering—
"Young Master, there's a situation!"
"Hmm?"
Landon responded indifferently.
Tom took a deep breath and continued, "Patrick Washington has arrived with a group of his people, indeed blending in with the guests who arrived tonight. They have come ashore on the cruise ship and are mingling among the guests. I'm worried they might harm you and the Young Lady, and sabotage the wedding... I apologize, we were not prepared; we..."
Tom's voice trailed off subconsciously, his words tinged with unease.
