The person who arrived was none other than Stanley Batton.

He was wearing a black shirt with a matching pair of black pants.

Without a necktie on, the three buttons below his collar were also casually left unbuttoned. His sleeves were rolled slightly up to his elbows.

He appeared casual with a tinge of laziness.

Although it was an ordinary outfit, Stanley made it look unusually noble.

There was a large bouquet of roses in his right hand.

No matter how good the roses looked, they still coul