Chapter 580

On his way to Neon Nights, Stanley called up a few friends.

In the private room, his friend, Gerald Davison, wasted no time asking, "Where've you been these past few days? We've been trying to reach you, but you've been MIA!"

Another friend, Cliff Sherman, gave Stanley a once-over, taking in his sharp suit, neatly styled hair, and the gel holding it all in place. "All polished and proper. Did you go on a date or something?"

Stanley tugged at his tie, sitting down on the couch with a serious expression. "The Xanthos family's little lady is going to be my wife."

Gerald raised an eyebrow. "The Xanthos family? As in the big-shot medical family?"

Stanley nodded. "Who else? Do you think there's another Xanthos family with a daughter worthy of me?"

Gerald let out a low whistle, then burst into laughter.

He playfully slapped Stanley on the shoulder. "Man, you've hit the jackpot. You're marrying into a high-class family! So, how's the girl? She must be pretty, right?"

None of Stanley's