Reborn in America: Starting as a California Resident

Henry shook his head slightly, a faint smile on his lips, and slowly said, "You guys are really well-informed."

However, when it comes to inviting Rachel as a dance partner, I think we shouldn't rush things.

I know you all mean well, but right now I really don't want to get too involved with those old-school conglomerates.

His smile faded, and he looked firmly at his two friends. "My career is just starting out. I want to remain independent and not be bound by complicated networks of interests."

Bruce and Jerry exchanged a glance, understanding Henry's concerns.

Bruce patted Henry on the shoulder gently and said softly, "Henry, we know you have your own reasons."

"Yeah," Jerry chimed in, "but anyway, we should still enjoy the dance tonight."

As for Rachel, if you change your mind, remember our advice is still valid.

"That's right, Henry, whatever you decide, we will support you."

After all, this is our last dance of high school, so we should cherish it.

Henry nodded: "Thank you for your understanding."

"Well then, I'm curious, how are your preparations for tonight's ball going?"

"Oh, you won't believe it, we've put a lot of thought and effort into this ball."

At this point, Bruce's eyes gleamed with excitement: "A month ago, we went to Grant Tailor & Clothier to order our graduation suits."

Mr. Grant carefully selected the fabric and designed the cut for us based on our body types and personal preferences.

I chose a classic black tuxedo, while Jerry opted for a light blue silk blend; we each paired it with a shirt and an elegant tie.

Jerry chimed in, "That's right, he even had a vest custom-made so he could try a different style at the ball."

Mr. Grant's craftsmanship is truly first-rate; each piece is like a work of art.

Wow, that sounds amazing!

Now that you hear what I've said, I regret not going with you to order a suit back then.

I was so busy with company matters that I missed such an important moment.

Henry sighed softly, saying with a hint of regret, "Looks like I'll have to wear one of my old suits to the ball tonight."

Grant Tailor & Clothier is a long-established bespoke dress shop in Los Angeles, renowned for its exquisite hand-sewing techniques and high-quality dress designs.

The shop primarily caters to elite members of high society; even renowned Hollywood stars are rarely eligible to have suits custom-made there.

Hey, don't do that, Henry.

Everyone knows that the suits in your wardrobe are the real gems!

Bruce patted his forehead, trying to hide his envy: "I still remember the pure white double-breasted suit you wore at last year's charity gala."

You were absolutely stunning back then!

Even the notoriously picky editor in the fashion magazine raved about you.

If you wear it tonight, you'll definitely be the most dazzling focus again.

"Haha, Bruce, stop teasing Henry!"

Wearing an old suit to tonight's ball would be very impolite.

Jerry interrupted Bruce with a laugh, then turned to Henry, a hint of smugness flashing in his eyes: "Actually, Henry, we thought of you when we went to Grant Tailor & Clothier to order our suits last time."

We gave Mr. Grant your size and had a new one custom-made for you, based on the material and size of your pure white suit from last year.

Today is the day to pick up the clothes.

"How about we go take a look now?"

"I must say, you guys are so thoughtful!"

Henry looked surprised: "But doesn't Grant Tailor & Clothier only offer physical tailoring?"

How did you manage to bypass this restriction?

"Oh, that's easy. We mentioned your surname to Mr. Grant, and since we're regular customers, he naturally agreed."

Jerry shrugged casually, as if it were nothing out of the ordinary: "You know, Henry, you're quite famous in California, and Mr. Grant would be happy to do you a favor."

Bruce added from the side, "That's right, Henry."

So-called rules are nothing more than obstacles set up for the weak.

Now that you have enough influence and status, these rules will naturally become more flexible when they are applied to you.

Although the entry barrier for Grant Tailor & Clothier is high, your success story has spread throughout Los Angeles.

It is their honor to provide services to such a young and promising entrepreneur as you.

"Okey..."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's set off now!"

In this cruel world, so-called principles are never unshakable;

Many people consider these rules to be ironclad simply because they lack the power to challenge or change them.

For those who are strong, rules are more like suggestions, tools that can be cleverly used.

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"Is that Henry Getty?"

He has changed so much!

He is now like a prince charming stepping into reality.

"I heard that his software company has been a great success in Silicon Valley."

"A while ago, he even represented the American tech industry on a visit abroad..."

On the other hand, Henry didn't notice that the moment he stepped into the classroom, not only did Fat Jerry perk up, but almost everyone in the classroom was drawn to him.

Especially the young girls who are in the midst of their youthful innocence, all cast admiring and curious glances their way.

To them, Henry, whom they hadn't seen for several months, seemed like a completely different person.

Previously, he was only known for his privileged family background and good looks, but now he is like a male protagonist who has stepped out of a movie, so perfect and flawless.

Among them, in particular, was a girl named Lilith Douglas, who had a brief but sweet school romance with a young Henry.

However, because her resolve was not firm at the time, she eventually fell in love with someone else, causing the relationship to end without a trace.

Now, when she sees Henry again, who has risen to great heights, she is filled with regret and complicated emotions. She begins to reflect on her past decisions and longs for a chance to win back her love.

Lilith's eyes revealed a deep longing and yearning. She tried to find an opportunity to get close to Henry, but her inner unease made her hesitate.

She feared that Henry no longer remembered her, or even if he did, he wouldn't give her a second chance.

Standing next to Lilith was her best friend, Sophie Gallo. Noticing her friend's unusual behavior, she gently asked, "Lilith, what's wrong?"

She looks preoccupied.

Lilith gently shook her head, trying to hide her inner turmoil: "It's nothing, I just think Henry has become even more outstanding..."

Her words came to an abrupt halt, as if she were considering whether she should continue.

Sophie nodded understandingly: "I know you had a history with him before."

But now it seems that Henry has moved on from that memory.

You should be braver and not show weakness on your own...

While gently comforting her best friend, she secretly glanced at Henry in the distance, her eyes revealing deep admiration.

Her inner voice screamed, "This perfect man must be mine!!!"