Mark just offered a knowing smirk. Back in the day, he'd navigated these waters countless times.

Instead of indulging her, he set the glass aside.

"What brings you here?"

Chandler, always alert, shot a warning glance at Elaine before addressing Mark, his voice quivering.

"I regret how I've treated you before, Mr. Evans. I've been set straight by Peter. I need your help to restart the mine in the northwest. My family's struggling; my kids' school fees are sky-high."

Mark shot Elaine a playful look.

"Kids in junior high school grow up that fast these days?”

The air grew thick with tension.

Mark seemed relaxed and at ease.

Chandler, on the other hand, took a moment before regaining his composure.

His gaze landed on Elaine, noting her youthful beauty and her knack for handling situations smoothly.

The idea of presenting Elaine to Mark weighed heavily on Chandler; sometimes, though, sacrifices had to be made for the greater good.

He'd heard of Mark's reputation, and if Chandler hoped to sway him, he'd have to play into Mark's known desires.

With a deep breath, Chandler approached Mark.

"Mr. Evans, this VIP room looks nice, but it feels a tad lonely.

Wouldn't it be better with someone like Elaine around? She's top-notch at taking care of people."

Elaine held back a reaction, her lips pressing into a thin Line.

Chandler's direct approach was just what she'd been hoping for.

Mark's eyes met hers briefly before addressing Chandler.

"So, what's this about? Trying to win me over or catch me in a trap?