With that, Joe Heath pointed at Chale Cheney not far away.
"Didn't I say my older brother always prioritizes his interests when making decisions? Even though Chale Cheney wasn't what he wanted, since the boy was born and is his flesh and blood, he'd naturally treat him well."
In that moment, Jasmine Yale didn't know what to feel.
Sylvan Cheney was always so calculating, sly, and domineering; she could never compete with him.
Was she and Little Chale too, just pawns in his game?
"Don't you dare think I'm a bad guy. I'm just speaking the truth. I dislike lying to women," Joe Heath said.
Jasmine Yale scoffed, "I'm curious, how does your older brother have a sibling like you? Talking behind his back?"
"How is this talking behind his back? I'm praising my big brother for his prowess."
"It's hot outside, CEO Heath, you should head back."
Joe Heath looked up at the sun then back at Jasmine Yale.
"Are you trying to get rid of me?"
