The Return of Lord Bryan

Chapter eighty nine

The lady smiled cheekily at Bryan and led him into the boutique, she strolled through the aisle and showed him the collection of suits that he had.

"It's the best stock that we have. We can find a color to match your skin, you can combine with another pair and of course. We also make fittings to make sure it's your perfect size," she rambled on.

Bryan walked through the aisle. At that time, he would have very much appreciated the help of his general, Benjamin. He always had an input on his wardrobe choices and usually played out beautifully. Generally, he trusted his judgment.

"I need something more tame, a color that would state my presence when I enter the room," he replied. Bryan really wanted to announce his presence. He wanted to walk into the room and turn heads. He hadn't been home for such a long time and he knew the best way to make an entrance without saying much would be with his dressing.

"I think we have the perfect color for you. How about we show you our array of gray