Clara patted her shoulder and smiled. "So you can't come to a private party? Ryston, I'm telling you, you need to go to more events besides just work and mandatory appearances. You might find a nice surprise. Take today, for example. If you hadn't come, how would we have ever met?"
Rhys Ryston looked down and gave a noncommittal smile.
"Oh, by the way, Ryston, speaking of you and Brother Sterling, I've always been curious—how did he finally convince you to sell the rights to Aegis after all?" Clara was genuinely curious about it but never had a chance to ask.
It was a simple enough question, but Rhys Ryston's face suddenly flushed red. Fortunately, her complexion wasn't as fair as Clara's. She had a healthy, sun-kissed tan, and since the lighting in the private room was dim, it wasn't very noticeable.
