In the late afternoon —
Emyr knocked at Aiden's office door and waited patiently for permission to enter.
"Come in," Aiden said without looking up from his laptop.
Emyr stepped in and bowed slightly. "Sir, you had given Mr. Foster time this evening. He would be arriving shortly."
Aiden paused in his movements briefly, but he didn't say anything. His expression didn't change. Just a sharp glint flashed in his eyes, and then, he nodded in acknowledgement.
Emyr lingered for a moment, waiting to see if there were any further instructions. But when Aiden said nothing else, he bowed again and quietly exited, returning to his station outside.
Meanwhile, Ryan hadn't forgotten about the meeting either. Rather, he had been waiting for it the whole day.
As his car neared the towering skyscraper, he glanced up through the windshield, eyes narrowing slightly.
It was one of the tallest buildings in the city —imposing and pristine —yet no one truly knew who owned it.
