Even when Daniel Marshall remained silent, merely sitting in quietness, an inherent aura of nobility enveloped him.
In the eagle-like eyes underneath Daniel's short black hair, a mere glance emanated such sharpness that made people think he had been honing it for a long time.
Alexander Marshall was also watching his eldest grandson with great interest, observing the intriguing demeanor the young man exhibited.
The ball was now in their court, and the shareholders were curious about how Daniel would respond.
A hint of tension permeated the conference room.
On Daniel Marshall's sculpted handsome face, no emotion could be read, keeping everyone in suspense about his thoughts.
Daniel still had not looked at the plan and materials distributed by the chairman's secretary.
He did not even steal a glance at the data projected on the screen.
