George Alexander Clark, standing at six feet, with handsome English features, a typical English-American man.
However, there's a slight flaw: his eyes are a bit misaligned, slightly cross-eyed.
So the feeling he gives isn't that of a very upright person.
Even though he's wearing gray casual pants, a pair of large white shoes, a white shirt by Sealroad, underneath a dark vest, with a side-parted hairstyle, looking refined and cultured.
Yet the feeling that he's not a good person is still easy to detect.
Especially now, with a row of twenty-something white and black men standing before him, each dressed stylishly, with hair mostly in varied colors or bizarre styles.
At this moment, this group is in a villa that looks very high-end.
George is holding a phone, watching some special livestreams, with a smiling expression, seeming in a good mood.
Yet the group in front of him is tense and fearful, their faces taut with anxiety.
