The next second, the man walked out slowly from the corner.
He was tall, with a steady gait.
The perfectly tailored black suit accentuated his broad shoulders and slender silhouette.
Vivian's heartbeat skipped a beat.
It was him?
She almost couldn't believe her eyes.
Isaac Quinn noticed her unusual reaction and subtly moved a bit closer.
He lowered his voice, speaking quickly to remind her.
"Attorney Sinclair, be careful in front of the boss in the future. He's very particular about work, doesn't tolerate any carelessness, even a single punctuation mistake can set him off. You have to understand that, don't step on any mines."
She nodded lightly to show she understood.
But her mind was still a complete mess.
She was still trying to digest this shocking fact in front of her.
Tristan Sterling is actually the founder and chief partner of Aether Law?
The man walked closer with each step.
The sound of black leather shoes on the floor was slight yet overwhelmingly oppressive.
