Atlas stood silently behind Nana like a statue in deep meditation. As long as no one disrupted the plan, he remained motionless.
Alexander glanced at Atlas, noting his composed and immovable demeanor. He faintly sensed that Atlas was a formidable expert.
A beautiful woman with an escort of such caliber could not be ordinary. Moreover, she had chosen to sit in such a discreet corner, giving Alexander the impression that her presence here might involve him.
However, Alexander maintained his composure. Life was a stage, and everything depended on the performance. If Nana wanted to act, he would wait to see what role she intended to play.
"Mr. Mark, don’t be so timid.” Alexander teased with a laugh: “You’ve shown courage before. Use that courage to confess."
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