Disappointment and Frustration

As Scott returned to the table where Daniel and his family were seated, the other diners in the restaurant couldn’t help but stare, their gazes filled with curiosity.

"Did you hear what he just said? Who is this guy, really? Is he actually that wealthy?"

"He looks the part, sure. But if he’s really some big-shot tycoon, wouldn’t we know who he is? At the very least, we should’ve seen him around."

"As far as I know, there are only four top-tier families in this city: the Winterbournes, the Beaumonts, the Valderhelms, and the Ravenwoods. I doubt this guy belongs to any of them."

"Or maybe he's from one of the richest families in another city? Like the capital?"

These were just some of the whispers that filled the room. Scott heard them all but paid them no mind.

Status and recognition from these people meant nothing to him. He kept walking forward. Reaching Luisa’s fallen chair, he bent down to set it upright.

"Scott, what are you doing? Why did you throw away that jewelry set?" Luisa