172 The Luxurious Estate

The man in his early fifties seemed wise and educated. With his salt-and-pepper hair and deep lines on his face, he looked like he had been through a lot in his life. His eyes had a depth of knowledge and a touch of mystery that hinted at stories that had not yet been told.

The tailored suit he wore and the way he carried himself gave him an aura of authority. With each step, he moved with a grace and confidence that drew attention. It was clear that this man had been through a lot, and his presence made people want to respect him.

His piercing gaze met hers with a mix of intensity and intrigue, as if he knew a lot. Even though he was in a bad part of town, the guy didn't seem to belong there. His stylish look was a sharp contrast to the shabby surroundings.

"Welcome, Miss Brynleigh."

Melody cast a sharp glance in his direction as she turned to face him.

Curiosity sparked within her as she questioned, "Who are you? And how do you know my name?"