Lucius led Catherine toward the conference room, his hand gently gripping hers. Catherine hesitated at the door, her gaze flicking between Lucius and the sleek, glass-paneled room. "I don’t think I should go in," she muttered, feeling the nerves settle in her stomach.
"Nonsense," Lucius replied, his voice firm yet gentle, a playful glint in his eyes. "You're coming in with me. It's important you get to know everyone, especially Damien."
She hesitated for a moment longer before nodding, feeling a little unsure but ultimately trusting him. She followed him into the room, her heart skipping a beat as she looked at the man standing across the polished table.
Damien Hart, a tall, polished businessman with dark, slicked-back hair and a perfectly tailored suit, smiled warmly as they entered. H
