[Anderson Enterprise]
Kathrine sat across from Mark, her posture straight, composed, and impeccably polite.
"I'm glad you took the time to meet me, Mr. Anderson," she said with a courteous smile—polite, yet edged with the faintest trace of skepticism.
She still had no idea why he suddenly agreed to see her, but she let it go. She wasn't here to question his motives. She was here to work.
"I heard from my assistant that you were quite eager to meet me, Miss Kathrine," Mark replied, leaning back. His elbow rested easily on the armrest, fingers interlaced, his demeanor a mixture of cool professionalism and quiet authority. "So I decided to spare some time."
His gaze held hers, steady and unreadable.
"So, Miss Kathrine, what brings you here today?"
Mark intended this meeting to be short—yet he listened fully, the way he only did when something felt important.
Kathrine offered a tight, controlled smile at his curt tone.
