Alex adjusted the cuffs of his tailored suit as he stepped into the grand office building of Quinn Enterprise.
He was dressed impeccably in a navy-blue designer suit, his shoes polished to perfection, and a luxurious watch gleaming on his wrist. Every inch of him exuded wealth and power.
As he made his way through the lobby, heads turned. Some people whispered, recognizing him now as Alexander Hamilton, the heir to the Hamilton empire. Others simply stared, sensing his importance without fully knowing who he was.
When Alex reached the reception area outside Hunter's office, Fred looked up from his desk. The moment his eyes landed on Alex, his expression shifted from indifference to shock. His back straightened, and his mouth opened slightly as if searching for the right words.
"Mr. Hamilton," Fred greeted, his voice unusually polite.
