Chapter 123 Forced Marriage

• The glass walls of the adjacent conference room enclosed Matthew and Justin in a pristine silence. City light bled in through the tall windows, gilding the long obsidian table with cold reflections. Everything inside was symmetrical—except the charged air between father and son.
• Matthew stood by the window for a moment, hands clasped behind his back, surveying the skyline as though it were the chessboard of his empire.
• Justin closed the door gently, then turned, squaring his shoulders.