Morris Jackson shifted his body: "How's the situation going?"
Hector replied: "Miss Phil Lee from the Lee family, the one named Kafei, rushed back to Harbor City from San Carlos last night."
Morris's eyes fell, the raven-black eyelashes casting a faint shadow under the lamp's light, hiding the melancholy at the corners of his eyes. His lips showed a faint, elusive smile, his expression inscrutable.
"How are the things I asked you to arrange?" Morris asked.
"All set." Hector nodded.
The task Morris gave Hector was simple, but it was strange that it was not aimed at the higher-ups in the Lee family, but a young lady of the Lee family.
