“Mr. York, Mr. York.”

As Rosalie’s date for the night, Christian quickly called out to River when he saw her losing to River.

River turned to look at Christian. The smile on his face immediately disappeared.

His gaze was sharp and cold, as if Christian were his enemy. He simply glared at him without saying a word.

River and Christian were of similar age.

Christian had also been in the business world for many years and experienced many things, having been raised as the successor of his family.

However, he felt the chills from being stared down by River.

River was truly intimidating.

Many people were not aware of his background. He had always emanated a noble aura and bore a strong presence wherever he went, despite being alone.

His aura was so strong that it felt as if he had brought an entire army with him.

“Is this Mr. Jacques? Do we know each other?”

River finally spoke. His gaze was not as piercing as before.

Christian said patiently, “We’re not well-acquainted, but