The resort staff had arranged an elegant al fresco dining experience right on the soft sand. A long, low pop-up tent stretched overhead, offering shade from the afternoon sun. Lanterns hung from the canvas, swaying gently in the ocean breeze.
The team was already gathered, laughing easily. James and Lee stood at the far end, blending into the laid-back flow.
James was the first to notice their arrival. He and Lee walked over to greet them, and soon, the rest of the team followed—warm smiles, polite nods, a smooth rhythm of familiarity and professionalism.
Damien offered a subtle nod in return, his presence commanding without effort. He took his seat at the head of the long table—the rightful owner of the estate—exuding quiet authority that needed no introduction.
To Damien’s left sat A
