On the following day at Phoenix Enterprises, a young man sat in the executive chair of his corner office. As the company president, he had stepped up to manage operations when his cousin moved to the UK, following her across the ocean to ensure her safety. Now that she was back, he had returned as well—only to realize that one of his closest friends was the root cause of his cousin's endless misfortunes.
He was torn. On one side stood a brother-in-arms he had always looked up to; on the other was his family's most precious treasure. If he could simply make his friend vanish off the face of the earth, he would do it without a second thought.
His secretary knocked softly and stepped inside. "Sir, there are visitors here to see you."
"Show them in," George grunted, rubbing his temples. "And bring me a cup of coffee. I desperately need one."
"Right away—" Before she could finish her sentence, the heavy office doors swung open and a group of elite young masters strode in.
