( IPC's Strategic Investment Department means nothing to him. Why is that? It's not as if his father hasn't reached out to every potential ally he could. Networking was done, parties were attended, discussions were had...
It could be made up, he supposes, but that seems amateur, and this man surprisingly doesn't seem like an amateur.
Well, that's a puzzle for later. For now, his eyes light up at the invitation, and he gestures with his hand in the proper direction. He'd seen them earlier, those empty suites. The staff had been so insistent that his husband wouldn't notice. )
Now that's a plan. It's freezing in here. ( In fact... he'll even reach out, offering his hand to take. He's genuinely pleased about being invited to a private room, for the record. This place rules. )
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It could be made up, he supposes, but that seems amateur, and this man surprisingly doesn't seem like an amateur.
Well, that's a puzzle for later. For now, his eyes light up at the invitation, and he gestures with his hand in the proper direction. He'd seen them earlier, those empty suites. The staff had been so insistent that his husband wouldn't notice. )
Now that's a plan. It's freezing in here. ( In fact... he'll even reach out, offering his hand to take. He's genuinely pleased about being invited to a private room, for the record. This place rules. )