Chapter 29

Wilbur frowned. He was indeed wearing casual clothes and did not exactly blend in well with others. However, that guy was being rude with his words.

Wilbur glanced at Faye, expecting her to provide an explanation, but Faye was in the middle of a conversation with a man and a woman, and the three were heading upstairs. It was clear that they were going to talk about things.

Wilbur said to the man, "I'm Miss Yves' driver."

"I don't care whose driver you are. We have no place for people dressed like this in here! Get out right now," the man said unceremoniously.

Wilbur's expression darkened. "And who are you?"

The man responded haughtily, "Me? Remember this. My name's Mike Cannon, and I own this place. Only upper-class guests are welcome here. Drivers should go where drivers belong."

Just then, a muscular man in a suit around thirty years old walked in.

Behind him were two pretty women, also wearing body-hugging suits and white gloves.

Wilbur could tell, however, that the