Signing The Contract

One week later.

Adrian sat in one of the private rooms of the Valerian Hall, the same place where many subtle but significant deals were made. The room was tastefully furnished, with soft lighting that created an atmosphere of quiet sophistication. The door opened, and Evangeline entered with her usual air of quiet confidence. She was dressed elegantly, her mask in place, hiding her expression but not the sharpness of her gaze.

"Good evening, sir Lucien," she greeted him with a slight nod, her voice smooth and controlled.

"Good evening," Adrian replied, his tone equally calm. He gestured for her to take a seat, which she did with the grace of someone used to such formalities.

Without wasting time, Evangeline reached into her bag and produced a neat stack of documents, placing them on the table between them. "The contract, as requested. Take your time."