At the dining table, the meal was nearly over, making it the perfect time to discuss business. Jameson Valerius glanced at the time, clearly displeased by Damien Valerius's tardiness. "My apologies, Mr. Sterling. My fourth son, Damien Valerius, had to handle some urgent overseas business. He'll be arriving a little late. Please, don't worry."
Timothy Sterling nodded, indicating that he wasn't in a hurry, but inwardly, he was already growing impatient. He was truly eager to meet Damien Valerius in person and have more time to interact with him. Although the marriage had been arranged by the previous generation and should be set in stone barring any surprises, Timothy was still curious. 'What does this mysterious fourth son look like? What's his character like? What kind of presence does he have?'
