Davis froze in his tracks, his gaze shifting between Catherine and Lance. While the overt hostility he once held toward Catherine was gone, a hint of displeasure still lingered in his eyes.
"Mr. Lee," Catherine greeted first, breaking the tension.
A flash of conflict crossed Davis's face, but he offered no response. Taking the hint, Catherine picked up the hem of her dress and slipped away into the crowd.
Only after she was gone did Davis step toward Lance.
"Mr. James," Davis greeted.
Lance picked up a glass of champagne from a passing tray and tapped it lightly against Davis's glass. "Davis."
Davis hesitated. "You are willing to help me, but you won't use this as leverage to demand anything in return? Like forcing me to accept Catherine and let Lorinda associate with her?"
Lance let out a quiet breath. "It is not about what I can get from helping you. It is about why I am helping you in the first place."
His ultimate goal in backing Davis was to take down Geoffrey and eliminate the threat hanging over Catherine. He had originally approached Davis for a straightforward partnership. If this collaboration required him to wade into the Lee family's messy internal politics without a clear benefit, he would normally never get involved.
The time and capital required felt like a bottomless pit.
"I understand," Davis said, nodding slowly. He needed Lance's backing to stand a chance against Geoffrey. Looking at it that way, Catherine was actually the reason this powerful ally had fallen into his lap.
"I heard your project department has a new hire," Lance remarked casually.
Davis caught his drift immediately. "You mean Adelina?"
Lance's expression remained neutral, silently confirming it.



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