Son-In-Law Gets an Upgrade

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.”

the refusal to shake his hand was a blatant display of disrespect. I’m paying

anything, the sexy blond-haired and blue-eyed assistant standing beside Guillaume piped up in a 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 most famous designer. Get that car over here this instant, you stupid

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

truly gave

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

a certain level of arrogance. Alex could handle such minor grievances if Guillaume’s designs proved to be

he apologized, “I’m sorry. It was my fault for being tardy. Please

the waiting car. However, instead of opening the car door themselves, they stood there, arms crossed,

door for them.

only sigh in that situation. This designer’s an

and opened

exasperation. Taking his place behind the wheel, he glanced over to the front passenger seat and was surprised to find Byron already seated there, engrossed in studying the design drawings.

looked to be in his mid-twenties. He wore a pair of glasses and was a rather quiet person. and was not emanating an air of superiority. Alex could not help