He walked in just as Sebastian stood to greet him, the kind of polished, annoyingly unflappable guy who probably ironed his T-shirts.
"Good evening, Mr. Moore," Sebastian said smoothly, extending a hand with practiced charm.
Before he could say more, Cecilia swooped in like a defensive lineman.
"Dad, this is Mr.Black. My boss."
VanDyck raised an eyebrow. The title clearly registered--and so did Sebastian's very expensive face.
"Pleasure to meet you," he said, shaking hands. "Didn't realize Cecilia's new job came with... perks."
Esther returned with the mugs, her eyes narrowing slightly as she scanned Sebastian head to toe like a TSA agent with trust issues.
Sebastian, to his credit, didn't flinch. He offered them drinks, made pleasant small talk, and somehow managed to steer the con
