Chester Yale's eyes darkened, his thin lips tightly pressed together, as he coldly stepped out of the car.
Inside the small room.
Leo Lawrence was already seated inside, his face haggard, his robust body now defeated, and he seemed to have aged ten years.
Seeing Chester Yale walk in, he stood up abruptly, looking at him with respectful eyes.
He opened his mouth, seemingly intending to greet him, but in the end, he just watched as Chester Yale walked forward silently.
"You want to see me because you want to ask me to spare the Lawrence Family?" Chester Yale pulled out a chair and sat down, his gaze cold as he looked at the unfamiliar Leo Lawrence before him.
Back then, Chester Yale was merely a poor kid with nothing to his name.
He had talent, he had a business mind, but if Sheldon Yale hadn't brought him back to the Yale Family, he wouldn't have achieved such success so quickly.
