Adrian Sinclair’s Arrival

Ethan stood near the grand entrance of the resort, adjusting the cuffs of his blazer as he glanced at his watch. 

The sun hung high in the sky, casting a golden glow over the pristine property, but he barely noticed. 

His mind was elsewhere, running over every detail of the upcoming meeting.

Zack stood beside him, leaning against one of the polished pillars, looking far more relaxed than Ethan felt. 

He took a lazy sip from a bottle of water and smirked. "Man, you're acting like we're about to meet the president."

Ethan shot him a look. "We're about to meet Adrian Sinclair. That's worse."

He had done some digging and what he found… was mind blowing.

Zack chuckled. "Oh, come on. The guy's already invested. This is just a courtesy tour."

"Yeah, because billionaires just throw money at things without checking them first," Ethan muttered.