Chapter 25
NATHAN had been looking for Matsuda for the last twenty minutes, but so far between guests stopping him to thank him for hosting the ball and fellow businessmen stopping him to inquire after the Japan deal, he hadn’t managed to actually connect with the man he hoped to be partnering with soon. So imagine his surprise when he found Matsuda at the edge of the party, talking in Japanese to his brother, who was now sporting a black eye, courtesy of the punch he’d delivered earlier.
Nathan rubbed his own jaw, which was beginning to swell from Andrew’s own hit before interrupting their conversation without preamble, “What’s going on here?”
“Ah, Mr. Sinclair,” Matsuda said, switching to English. “I was just congratulating the other Mr. Sinclair. Our company has decided to accept you
