At those words, Nathaniel's expression hardened, his face contorting with fury as he growled, "Who is it?"
"I'm not sure of his name, but I've seen him up close," Mr. Wade replied with confidence. "I would recognize him anywhere."
Nathaniel's eyes narrowed, studying him intently for any hint of deceit. But just by looking into Wade's eyes, he could tell the man was telling the truth.
"We were celebrating the recent success of a movie I invested in," Wade continued. "My friends had planned a secret party and asked me to meet them at the presidential suite. I was at the Shay Walsh fashion event when I got their message. As I stepped out of the banquet hall, a man approached me."
Wade's gaze drifted to the opposite wall as he recalled the incident. He visualized the man's figure.
The man looked out of place in the luxurious surroundings, wearing an oversized hooded coat that made him stand out.
