Tyler walked into his father’s hotel study and saw him talking with two other men. One was his uncle Raymond, and the other was a man he had never seen before but looked familiar. He was lean and had a strong jawline with salt and pepper hair, giving off that billionaire CEO vibe that Tyler's mother loved to read about. “You wanted to see me, father?” Ty asked. He was standing by the door with his hands behind his back as if he were a foot soldier awaiting orders from his captain.
“Yes. I wanted to introduce you to someone,” his father said, ushering towards the man sitting on his left, who was smiling up curiously at Tyler. “This is my friend Cameron Bardin. Cameron, this is my son Tyler.”
“Nice to see you again Tyler. You’ve grown a lot since the last time I saw you,” Cameron said, as
