Chapter 259

Cassandra blinked, amused realization dawning across her face. “So you’re my junior in the institute?” Rafael’s charming confidence faltered for a split second. His perfectly composed expression tightened, and he glanced away as if to gather himself. “Technically, I’m not a registered member of the Vanguard Executive Institute,” he said, trying to sound casual. “My mentor made it very clear I was his private student, trained under his methodology, but I’m not formally affiliated with the institute.”