Spencer Sullivan kept warning himself over and over again.
Suddenly, Yolanda's childish voice rang out, "Uncle Spencer, I really didn't use a fake ticket or steal her seat. The ticket was given to me by a hotel waitress."
He looked up at Spencer with an innocent and pure gaze.
As if disbelieving him would cause him harm, Spencer Sullivan nodded without hesitation, "I know, I've already investigated."
"Really?" Yolanda finally felt relieved, her face full of surprise, "Uncle Spencer, how did you find out?"
He carefully brought up the topic of the ticket again.
Afraid that Spencer might still not believe him.
"I had my men investigate," Spencer Sullivan pursed his lips.
Yolanda asked, "Are your men very skilled?"
His little face displayed a touch of admiration.
Spencer Sullivan felt a sense of accomplishment from Yolanda's expression, "Mhm."
Hearing Spencer say "Mhm," Yvonne Young bit her lip trembling slightly, and intently observed Spencer's expression.
