Reporters immediately crowded around the convoy, forcing the driver to stop the car.
Titus rolled down the window.
The reporters nearest to the vehicle caught their first clear look at him. After a brief moment of stunned silence, they quickly raised their cameras and began snapping photos.
The chairman of Lonen Group was far younger and more handsome than they had imagined.
At last, they had seen the true face of Boss Young-Johnson—or rather, Boss Labbe.
“Mr. Young-Johnson—no, we should call you Mr. Labbe now. May we ask why you’ve come to the Labbe Group today? Are you really the head of the Labbe family? Have you officially taken over the family?”
“Mr. Labbe, why did you keep your identity hidden for so many years? Why conceal your face while building Lonen Group?”
