Under the dim light, Sylvan Cheney and Jesse Rowan were a striking contrast.
One calm as a mountain, the other carefree and disorderly.
Sylvan Cheney, who had seen countless people, saw a sinister smile in Jesse Rowan's eyes.
Jesse Rowan made no effort to hide it either.
"Accidentally got a big guy." Jesse Rowan laughed innocuously, "I didn't even know the Cheney Family had such indecent things."
Sylvan's eyes tightened, but his expression remained unchanged.
His gaze fell on Jesse taking apart the documents with his hands.
Slowly, Jesse pulled out documents from the sealed bag.
The documents were only halfway out, and Sylvan could already see them clearly.
The evidence of Cheney Family's smuggling from years ago and its dark history.
This evidence was in Yacob Harry's hands; how did it end up with Jesse Rowan?
"How did you get it." Sylvan asked in a deep voice.
"That's easy, no father would want his daughter's bed photos spread everywhere, right?"
