"Isn't that Lianne Lianne? The man she's eating with looks like the younger Mr. Sinclair."
"The woman is definitely Lianne, but that man... is he the younger Mr. Sinclair? No way."
"Could it be the elder Mr. Sinclair?"
The socialites murmured amongst themselves. Few of them were familiar with Seth Sinclair's or Ethan Sinclair's faces, so their voices were filled with uncertainty.
Vicky Hawthorne watched them with a dark expression. The man's profile was sharp, and even in the slightly hazy atmosphere, his exceptional good looks were undeniable.
This restaurant was famous for its hot pot. Although it had a low-key luxury vibe and was frequented by many wealthy scions, there was no way her two cousins would come here.
"Shouldn't it be the young master of the Alden Family?" Nina, who had been quiet beside her, spoke up meekly.
Everyone at the Silverport Orchestra was convinced that Lianne's backer was that playboy, Zachary Alden.
