Asher's boots made a muted thud against the polished floor of the WHA outpost in China, contrasting the bustling energy of the unveiling ceremony for the Junction Tower.
The air buzzed with a mix of tense anticipation and the sharp scent of freshly brewed coffee, mingling with the occasional clinking of glasses from the nearby refreshment tables.
Cecilia Sterling, the epitome of grace and authority, moved through the venue with a meticulous eye.
Her gaze darted from one security checkpoint to another, ensuring every protocol was followed to the letter.
She was accompanied by a tall, devilishly handsome young man who trailed behind her with an air of confident calm—Advisor Ash.