Caleb Baker didn't turn his head, and soon fully checked out the not-so-large suite.
After a while, he turned around and languidly sat next to Yvonne Finley. Casually bending his back, he held his phone in his hand and gestured towards her.
Yvonne Finley leaned in.
He showed her the phone screen.
There were some conspicuously red dots on it.
Yvonne Finley: "….What's this?"
"Surveillance cameras." His expression was calm when he spoke, as if nothing could surprise him. He convincingly handled all the surveillance cameras in the room and acted ruthlessly.
Yvonne Finley: "…."
She paused, "How did you know?"
Then she narrowed her eyes, "Sweetheart, you seem pretty experienced."
Caleb Baker glanced at her, then gave a snort of laughter, looking sheepish, "Sis, don't tease me. I've fallen into your hands this time. You must be pleased."
