"Mr. Rogers is here too?"

"Hi, Mr. Rogers, I am …"

"Mr. Rogers, we met in Bartham last time, I am …"

…

Many of Gary's invited guests were Caldorians. Even if they had already immigrated to Aldovia many years ago, most of their businesses remained in Caldor, so they naturally knew Kevan.

The crowd's focus quickly changed, and the "perfectly matched couple" were tossed aside. However, the "couple" in question were not unhappy because of this.

Larissa was still staring blankly at Kevan, who came from who knew where.

Mike was staring at Kevan with sparkling eyes too after he got over his surprise. He adjusted his tie and took an eager step. But then he suddenly seemed to have recalled something as he turned to Larissa. He looked a little uncomfortable.

"Do you … want to greet Mr. Rogers too?" he asked.

"Huh?" Larissa seemed to have woken up from a dream. Once she finally heard what Mike said, she smiled dryly and shook her head. "No, thanks. You go on ahead."

"Okay." Mike turned