Chad Yakov raised an eyebrow, his eyes playful, staring at Harrison Yale, who was still holding a computer in his hand.
He wouldn't dare claim anything else, but when it comes to computers, this is his forte.
Harrison Yale came specially; he definitely wasn't here just to see Stella York. If he was just here to see Stella, the stuff in his hand should be fruit, not a computer.
"Am I unsuccessful in issuing a threat and ended up being threatened instead?" Harrison Yale slightly parted his thin lips, stepped forward, and squatted in front of Stella York.
"Aunt, it was Emma who asked me to come see you and check on your recent health. She misses you a lot. If you miss her, I can call her right now to come and keep you company."
