The two sat on the veranda talking, as Lucas Tucker slowly walked over from a distance.
Jane McCain never had a strong impression of this person because he was too silent. Among the group of assistants, if Allen Rivera didn't ask him to speak, he could remain silent indefinitely.
"Leaving?" Allen asked him.
Lucas Tucker murmured a response and said, "My mom asked me to come over and wish you a Happy New Year."
His tone was lazy and perfunctory.
Allen didn't mind and asked him, "Any plans after New Year?"
"A private investigation agency has been trying to recruit me, planning to check them out after the New Year."
"A private detective?" Allen slightly frowned, "This line of work is quite unstable. You have good qualifications; even if you can't become a prosecutor, you could consider other legal positions."
Lucas Tucker formed a sardonic smile, "It is unstable, but the money comes fast. After all, I still owe your family money."
