The words were very direct. Tamara couldn't help but look embarrassed, and the hope that had just risen in her vanished, replaced by disappointment, leaving her somewhat dejected.
"But you still have me," Lance said with a gentle, unconcerned smile. "Since I've promised to help you mediate, I will definitely do my utmost. Leave this matter to me."
This responsible attitude inexplicably gave Tamara a sense of security she hadn't felt in a long time, and her anxious heart finally relaxed.
Both sides had more or less communicated their views. The items were secured, and the money was in hand; only the personnel aspect remained unresolved, but Lance wasn't in a hurry.
"Let's wait for news," Lance said, not intending to stay any longer. He knew he would have to find Amanda to resolve this matter.
However, after taking only a few steps, he seemed to remember something. He turned back to Tamara, took her hand, and pulled out a Gold Coin, placing it in her palm.
