Spencer’s entire body stiffened, and his expression turned awkward after following Jared’s line of sight to the back of the hall.
“You’re a talented man, Jared. It’ll be beneficial for you to join Herb Palace,” Tristan commented as he came out from the back.
Spencer shot to his feet and stepped away from his seat, offering it to Tristan.
“Mr. Bailey,” he greeted respectfully.
Tristan took a seat opposite Jared.
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