Chapter 910 Mistaken As A Driver

As soon as Alex arrived at Nebula City’s airport, he spotted Guillaume, his gorgeous female assistant, and the rookie designer. Byron Greenwood, waiting by the entrance.

Opening the car door, Alex stepped out and approached the group. He first shook hands with Byron, who stood ahead of the rest of them.

“Hello. I’m the designer, Byron Greenwood.”

“Hello! Sorry for being late. Please get in,” said Alex apologetically.

Alex then approached Guillaume and extended his hand-a gesture of courtesy ingrained in Eurasian customs-to shake hands with the latter.

However, Guillaume wore a disdainful expression and had no intentions of reciprocating the handshake. In Eurasian that could arguably be considered fluent, he berated Alex, “How dare a mere driver like you try to shake my hand? My hands are the greatest gift from God. They’re created to make the world’s most beautiful designs, and you’re not worthy of touching them.”

hold him in such contempt, and the refusal to shake his hand was a blatant

sharp tone, “Do you have any idea how long we’ve been waiting here? Thirteen minutes and forty-five seconds! That’s an insult to Pillere’s

shook his head. He had never anticipated that both the designer and the assistant

he truly gave off the impression of a

personally was to get their opinion on Maggie’s wedding down. To his surprise, he

talent often came hand-in-hand with a certain level of arrogance. Alex could handle such minor grievances if

was my fault for being tardy. Please get in

approached the waiting car. However, instead of opening the car door themselves, they stood there, arms crossed, expecting Alex to open the

door for them.

in that situation. This

opened the door for

place behind the wheel, he glanced over to the front passenger seat and was surprised to

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