Chapter 137

• Third person POV
• The quiet hum of conversation in the upscale hotel café was a soothing backdrop to the rustling of papers and the faint clack of laptop keys. Tucked into a corner booth, Seymour Cross, Nathan’s ever-efficient assistant, had spread out a series of neatly arranged documents, his tablet propped up beside him. Across from him, Jeremy Ross, Ivan’s trusted right-hand man, did the same, each man working in silent coordination while subtly eyeing the other.
• They had both agreed to meet here to finalize preparations for their respective bosses’ schedules, but as usual, the meeting had turned into something of a low-key competition.