As the stranger walked into the light, the blood drained from Christian’s face almost instantly.
He realized he was looking at the man who owned the very skyscraper they were sitting in.
This was the silent partner who held the largest hidden stake in SkyGrid Tech and the father of the woman he had just insulted.
Christian tried to stand up, but his knees felt weak and refused to support his weight.
The entire energy of the room shifted as Robert Sterling approached the table with a terrifyingly calm demeanor.
He didn’t wear any flashy jewelry or raise his voice, yet his presence seemed to dwarf everyone else in the room.
He stopped directly behind Geneva and placed a hand on her shoulder.
She closed her eyes for a brief moment, finally letting out a breath she seemed to have been holding for years.
“Your daughter?” Christian stammered, looking back and forth between Robert and Geneva. “No, that’s impossible, it doesn’t make any sense.”
Robert looked at him with the same expression one might use to examine a stain on a rug.