Chapter 743 Yintern Group

Two months later. "Srirano, a small island country." The snow was steadily falling from the sky. Occasional drops of snowflakes would drift along with the wind. Pedestrians huddled underneath their coats as they hurried home. Steffan was sitting in his office. He had the heater turned on to an ideal temperature of 28 degrees Celsius. It was warm and cozy. "He was tall and wore a well-fitting suit. He was sitting leisurely on the couch and he held a cup of tea in his hand. From time to time, he would take a sip of tea. He had a dark, steady gaze." The Yintern family was very well-known in Capital City. "Steffan was the youngest among his siblings. Even though he was the youngest in the family, he was not getting any younger." He was 38 years old that year. "Unlike many heirs from rich and powerful families, he was mature and introverted. He was indifferent to fame and fortune. He was not keen on social gatherings, but he was