As Bright and Win continued their whispered conversation, fully engrossed in their investigation, a waiter hurried past them, weaving through the crowded room with a tray of drinks in hand. In the chaos of the moment, the waiter accidentally bumped into Win, causing his champagne to spill onto his crisp suit.
"Ah, I'm so sorry, sir," the waiter exclaimed, his voice tinged with genuine remorse as he quickly set the tray down to attend to Win.
Win offered a reassuring smile, waving off the apology. "It's alright, accidents happen," he replied calmly, though a hint of frustration flickered in his eyes.
With a nod of gratitude, the waiter hurried off to attend to his other duties, leaving Win to assess the damage. Feeling a bit flustered, Win excused himself from the conversation with Bright and made his way to the restroom to clean himself up.
As Win cleaned up in the restroom, his focus solely on removing the champagne stain from his suit, he barely registered the entrance of another man into the bathroom. Oblivious to the newcomer, Win continued his task, determined to rectify the situation as quickly as possible.
The man stopped at the basin area and began to wash his hands, casting a curious glance in Win's direction. Sensing the man's presence, Win glanced up momentarily, his attention momentarily diverted from his task.
"Need any help there?" the man asked, his voice polite and friendly.
"Mr. Thanathorn," Win addressed the man, a hint of surprise in his tone as he acknowledged the familiar face.
Mr. Thanathorn smiled warmly in return, nodding in acknowledgment of Win's greeting. "Good evening," he replied, his voice calm and composed.
"Good evening," Win replied, trying to maintain his composure despite feeling a bit nervous under Mr. Thanathorn's penetrating gaze. He was acutely aware of Bright's earlier warning about the powerful man's influence and connections within the party.
Earlier Mr. Thanathorn was observing the ballroom, his sharp eyes soon landed on Bright, who was conspicuously absent from his usual entourage with his lawyer, Book. Instead, Bright was accompanied by a new assistant—a strikingly beautiful young man.
Sensing Mr. Thanathorn's curiosity, Win cleared his throat, steeling himself for the conversation to come. "Ah, yes, Mr. Thanathorn," Win began tentatively. "This is my first time attending such an event, and I've recently joined Mr. Vachirawit's team as his assistant."
Mr. Thanathorn's brows raised in interest as he turned his attention back to Win. "Is that so?" he remarked, a shrewd glint in his eyes. "You must be quite capable to have caught Mr. Vachirawit's attention. Tell me, what's your name?"Win swallowed nervously, knowing that how he responded could have far-reaching implications. "My name is Win, sir," he replied, trying to sound as confident as possible despite the butterflies fluttering in his stomach.
