"..." Chester Yale chuckled.
It turned out that this little buddy was not only charming but also very persistent.
He was still hoping that Chester would help Evelyn Sherman.
Chester's eyes flickered, and his deep magnetic voice conveyed fascination, "If you answer my question honestly, I might consider fulfilling your request."
This was a psychological war.
He didn't promise to help, nor did he refuse. Instead, he shamelessly threw out bait, waiting for the little guy to bite.
"How do I know you won't lie to me?" The little buddy question suspiciously.
"..." A smile tugged at Chester's lips, he could almost imagine the little one clutching the phone, frowning in confusion.
After considering for a moment, he said calmly, "You're free not to answer. But if you don't, I can't help you protect your little Evelyn."
"Once I answer, will you help protect my little Evelyn then?" Chester's body stiffened abruptly as the childlike voice came through over the phone.
