Ethan was seated in Cain's expansive study, a room that exuded a timeless elegance. The walls were lined with dark mahogany bookshelves brimming with ancient tomes, journals, and files. The atmosphere carried the scent of aged paper and leather, mixed faintly with the lingering aroma of coffee. Cain, with his calm and composed demeanor, sat across from him, sipping his tea as they discussed business.
"So, Ethan," Cain began, his tone casual but inquisitive. "How's your business these days? I hear it's flourishing."
Ethan leaned back slightly, his posture relaxed but his eyes sharp. "It's going well, thank you. Expanding into some newer markets. Technology has been at the forefront of our efforts lately, especially in streamlining operations. It's a competitive field, but we're holding strong."
