When Daniel reappeared before Charles, the latter stared at him in stunned disbelief.
Seeing the expression on Charles' face, Daniel gave a faint, amused smile.
"Don't look so surprised. I'm just here to ask for a little help."
At the mention of the word help, Charles's face immediately grew guarded.
As a seasoned merchant, he had a core principle—never do a deal that loses money. And as for helping someone for free? That wasn't even in his vocabulary. Not even his own father would receive such a favor.
"I'm sorry, Daniel," Charles replied with a serious tone. "You know I'm a businessman. Since our last transaction has been completed, I won't be offering any additional assistance. Not for free."
Daniel raised an eyebrow, his smile unfazed.
"What if I pay you?"
The moment the word "pay" left Daniel's mouth, Charles's expression transformed like magic. A flirtatious smile spread across his face, his eyes practically glowing.
