"Do you think he will just sit still after finding these?"
Matthew furrowed an eyebrow while waiting for Knox to reply. He pinched his nose and was already lost for words. He didn't know what to say anymore because if the old man found out that the young master was busy shooting his nose to the things he shouldn't be holding, it would surely make the chairman's blood pressure high, and he might come directly here in the house.
"Then, let him be." Knox calmly said. He leaned his back and adjusted his glasses. Still with eyes on the folders they all gathered. Some photos and information were already scattered on the wide table.
It wasn't that hard to read, especially from Neal's eyes. He came in and surprised the men.
"Good morning," Knox greeted him with a smile on his face.
Neal rolled his eyes to him and then took a seat. He chose the solo sofa and then his face turned serious. "Are you guys already investigating about rogans?" he asked.
