Somewhere in the crowd, someone’s utensils fell and made a loud clattering sound.
The food journalist who kept on praising William Fee suddenly stood up, staring at the man behind the hotel owner, and excitedly said, "William...Fee…"
People used to only see him on magazine covers, but tonight they got to see him in the flesh.
Compared to the magazine covers, William Fee carried a commanding aura. A number of actresses tried to get their act together and attempted to get his attention.
With his rugged Caucasian looks and his international fame, he looked very manly as well.
"The one at the entrance looks like the hotel owner, but, who’s the man behind him?" some guests who had never seen him before asked.
"It’s William Fee himself!" the food journalist excitedly yelled.
"Ah? He’s William Fee! What a handsome man! I thought he’s some big shot celebrity!"
