Michelle was left stunned in such an unpredictable situation.

Suddenly hearing her name from Atlas, her face lit up, and she nodded frantically. "Yes, I'm Michelle. Chloe and I were college roommates and very close friends. It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Atlas. Actually... we've met before."

As she spoke, her face was adorned with a coy smile, her eyes full of affection as she gazed at Atlas.

Ignoring her nauseating expression, Atlas turned to look at Tyler.

Tyler approached him with a flattering smile. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Atlas."

Atlas cast a cold glance at him. His thin lips curled into a smile that was hard to decipher.

"Earlier, were you trying to force my wife to drink with you?"

Atlas sounded mad. He reached into his pocket, took out a handkerchief, and grabbed a bottle of clear water from the table. With a swift pour onto the handkerchief, he walked over to me.

He was delicately wiping my wrist that had been grabbed earlier. I allowed him to tend to me while Michell