Uncle Darien's face turned black when he heard this voice.
He turned around and saw a middle aged man with a young woman following behind him. Being seen by the other party like this, he had no other choice but to greet back, "Mr. Davis, Ms. Davis."
Mr. Davis nodded his head when he heard Uncle Darien's greeting. He repeated the same question, "Are you in charge of this case?"
"Yes." Uncle Darien's tone was alienated.
Dylan arched his eyebrows slightly. He could guess that the relationship between his uncle and this man was not very good. If it was good, there was no way Uncle Darien would treat them coldly.
Anna only blinked her eyes.
Honestly, she had no idea about what these people were talking about and why there were such a tense atmosphere. But she chose to stay quiet and watched from the side.
