Foggy and Karen looked from one man to the other. Unable to help himself, Foggy leaned over to whisper to Karen, "Say, are we sure Matt's his parents' biological son? He's not some long-lost child of the Wayne Family? Wait, I remember Matt never met his mother growing up. Could it be..."
"Shut up, you idiot, Foggy!" As his theories grew increasingly wild, Karen quickly jabbed him in the waist. "If you can't say anything sensible, at least learn to keep quiet. Silence is a virtue, too."
God only knew how shocked they had been when Bruce Wayne suddenly appeared at their law firm today!
Good Lord, that was Bruce Wayne! The richest man in Gotham City! One of the three wealthiest people in the world, and the man who had topped the most charming men list for three years running!
Strange. These two clearly looked so much alike, so why had they never noticed before? Was this what the wealth gap looked like in physical form?
Karen brought out the law firm's most expensive tea set, brewed their most expensive coffee, and fetched some juice for Miaomiao. "Sorry, Mr. Wayne. I'm afraid we don't have much to offer."
With women, especially beautiful women, the playboy Bruce Wayne was always particularly gentle and gentlemanly. "It's quite all right. No need to be so formal. Make yourself comfortable. Meeting a beauty like you has already made this New York trip worthwhile."
Karen's cheeks instantly flushed, warmth creeping up to the tips of her ears. She instinctively raised a hand to smooth her hair, and even her voice softened. "You're too kind, Mr. Wayne."
*Oh my God! They had practically the same face, but compared with this Mr. Wayne, Matt was a block of wood! How was he so good at this?!