The Rise of James Winslow

CHAPTER 135

Alberto got out of the car, grinning from ear to ear. People were admiring him because he had a VVIP card.

They thought the people closer to the heir were the only ones getting the car, not knowing the card was made for humiliation. Only the wise among the people who would be at the VVIP table would escape through.

High-class people would not consider his presence when he was met outside and started coming to greet him one after the other to gain the favour of the heir.

"Good afternoon, Pa Alberto,"

He spun to see who was greeting him, and he opened his mouth in surprise and returned the greetings: "Esien of Abert Group, you came too."

"I will sue your company for bearing my name without paying me for the service my name is rendering for you," he teased.

Essen grinned and replied to the first comment, "Yes, I did. I always come to annual events every year. I dare not miss this one, where the heir would be present."

"That is very good of you." Alberto patted him on the shoulder bec