Victor Steele was one of the graduating class from Cambridge University, a legacy even amongst the best students. He was dedicated to learning, and being the most knowledgeable person there was. And that isn't the only thing that made him so respected and successful. The man knew his way around everything, and he is undoubtedly charming and cunningly intelligent.

"Yamazaki 50 year old whiskey."

Victor waved off the waiter as he said that, continuing his phone call with his employees as he sat on the long white couch that was probably worth more than someone's entire year salary. His eyes scanned around at people's expressions while they converse in the luxury of a private club. What a waste of money. But he knew being here meant more connections, and he'd pay £250K just to sit there once a week, using none of their services.