Ronald's hand clearly trembled for a moment.
The Earl's Domain, exclusive trade rights—he knew all too well what that meant.
In that brief instant, wealth, status, the family's future all exploded in his mind.
He took a deep breath, forced down the surge of emotion, and bowed solemnly: "It is my honor to serve you, my lord."
Louis merely waved his hand: "You're not serving me. And there will be Red Tide officials assisting you as well."
After the meeting ended, the Attendant stepped forward to guide Rachel and her husband out.
Just before leaving the room, Rachel couldn't help but look back.
Louis had already sat back behind his desk, head lowered as he opened a report.
The gentle smile had vanished from his face, replaced by a stranger's calm and focus.
......
After Rachel left, that deliberately maintained gentle air dispersed as well.
The old butler Bradley, who had been waiting in the corner, finally took a step forward: "Patriarch."
