Nathan came out of the exclusive elevator, seeing the crowd gathered at the company’s entrance looking equally puzzled, frowned and walked over to ask, "What’s happening here?"

The sudden voice startled the employees, who quickly explained, "President, Secretary Sophia and her boyfriend had a tiff, and her boyfriend is coaxing her now."

Nathan looked in the direction the employees pointed, Evander was still "arguing" with Sophia Hamilton.

"Evander, I’ve told you, we are not a good match. Why do you keep pestering me?"

"That’s enough now, don’t push it!" Evander lowered his voice and reminded, then raised it again, "Sophia, I’m sorry, forgive me, give me another chance..."

"Hey, old four, what play is this?"

Nathan, holding his briefcase, came down the steps with his hand in his suit pocket and asked the two with a teasing smile.

The men of similar height were both in suits, and standing together, they dazzled the passersby.

The employees at the entrance called out in awe again, pitying such perfect men weren’t theirs...

Evander...

Already reluctantly "performing" in front of so many "spectators," now even more embarrassed by Nathan’s question.

Luckily, Sophia knew when enough was enough, turned around and smiled at Nathan, "President, we were just rehearsing a drama."

"Really? I missed the start coming out late. How about, old four, you perform it again?" Nathan raised an eyebrow with a mischievous suggestion. Evander...

Glanced at him, then pulled Sophia to his car.

In the western restaurant, Evander and Sophia sat together, with Nathan and Titus Zane across from them.

Without inviting Nicholas Croft or Felix Shaw and their spouses, this meal was purely "extorted" by Nathan.

"Nathan, why not call the big brother and Felix?" Titus asked, puzzled, Nathan glanced over at them and leisurely said, "It’s not me treating, how could I dare to take the liberty?"

Sophia kept her head down cutting the steak, Evander stabbed his plate making it creak, and looked up, "Treating you two, half a month’s work is gone, if big brother and the three couples come, we’ll be living on air next month."

Titus Zane...

Looked at Evander, then turned to Nathan, feeling a little guilty.

Nathan cut the foie gras and brought it to Titus’ lips, smiling, "Don’t listen to him pretending to be poor, he just ’extorted’ some money from Aunt, even treating for a month won’t leave him hungry."

Titus took the foie gras Nathan fed him, even more confused.

"What extortion? Whose money was extorted?"

Nathan continued cutting the foie gras, his measured actions matching his tone, "Someone conspired with his woman to worm out five million from his mother, and then wanted to treat us to celebrate."

Titus Zane...

Blinked, instantly understood something, suddenly raised his arm and snapped his fingers, "Waiter! Another serving of foie gras and a bottle of red wine!"

Evander...

Faced with Titus’ obvious extortion, fell silent instantly.

"Sister-in-law, hasn’t second brother been feeding you well lately?"

"No, Nathan’s been very good to me." Titus answered naturally, feeling no impropriety in his actions, and the woman who usually cared most about her image in public now ate her meal without her usual grace, cutting the steak and taking a bite, then immediately cutting another piece, just as if, as Evander said, she hadn’t eaten well for a long time.