His feelings towards the little upstarted hadn't changed all that much since Julian's little hostile takeover, but still Benedict had to admit he hadn't done a bad job of things.
Benedict let himself be led into Julian's office. He was wearing a perfect charcoal suit hand made for him in Italy. He always needed to look his best with the political movers he work with.
He kept his contempt for Julian on a leash as he began to talk. "So you wanted to talk to me about something," He asked keeping his tones as friendly as he could make it.
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