Chester Yale was dressed in a formal black suit, standing tall and exuding an air of noble rebelliousness.
His enchanting face bore a cold and indifferent expression.
His eyes were bewitching, and with just a slight squint, they seemed capable of capturing one's soul.
As their eyes met, Evelyn Sherman's petite figure seemed frozen, staring at him in astonishment, unable to gather her thoughts for a moment.
Why would he be here?
Was he simply here for dinner, or had he also heard about her plans to negotiate with Anna Rivers?
If he knew, would he help her or would he side with Anna Rivers...
"Mr. Chester, everything's arranged, Young Master Aiden is already waiting for you in the top floor VIP room," the bodyguard accompanying Chester Yale returned to his side and respectfully reported.
Nonchalantly, Chester lifted his gaze from Evelyn, as if completely ignoring her presence, and walked past her into the elevator.
