“Oh—n-nice seeing you too, Mr. Vasquez. It’s such a pleasure to finally meet you.”
But the tension between them only grew thicker. "It's nice you know who you're dealing with."
Leo’s eyes dropped to Axcel’s outstretched hand, refusing the offered handshake. He didn’t even bother hiding his disapproval. The way he looked at Axcel—it wasn’t just disapproval. It was wariness. Like he saw him as a threat.
Leo slid his hands into his pockets and narrowed his eyes. “I didn’t know you were interested in your family’s businesses. Your brother said this wasn’t your field.”
“Actually, I’m just here to accompany him,” Axcel replied, keeping his smile steady. “Dad couldn’t make it, and I thought this would be a good opportunity to meet you too—for our company’s possible future partnership with you
