From the dapper charm of a well-tailored blue suit to the effortless flair of his handsome features, Tyler was the perfect description of a gentleman in every sense.
His posture was erect, showcasing his dominance, and his hair was neatly styled sideways, adding to his polished appearance.
He exuded a blend of confidence as he effortlessly made his way into the Shawls' mansion, following the lead of the uniformed mature butler.
"Please wait here while I get Madam Gwen," Sam said, politely, gesturing to a seat in the visitor's waiting room by the foyer.
"Thank you." Tyler unbuttoned his suit jacket and sat down, crossing one leg over the other. He watched the butler leave while assessing his new environment, impressed by the luxury interior decoration and the vintage art design.
Checking the time on his golden wristwatch, the sound of light footsteps approaching down the hallway made Tyler turn his head to the left.
