Nolan.
Taylor's eyes narrowed slightly, a glint of interest flickering in their depths.
The newly appointed head of the Nolan family—one of the three great dynasties—had taken the reins with an iron grip.
Under his leadership, the Nolan family had shed its former mild demeanor, adopting instead a bold and decisive approach.
In just a short time, he had sent ripples of unease through the other two families.
In that regard, he somewhat resembled Sinclair.
But only somewhat.
Stephen shared the same sentiment.
Taylor swirled his glass absentmindedly, his expression unreadable.
All eyes turned toward the entrance as a tall, striking figure strode into the grand hall with effortless grace.
His impeccably tailored white suit accentuated his lean, commanding frame.
His features blended the refined contours of the East with the striking angles typical of E country—deep-set eyes, a chiseled nose—creating an arresting presence.
