Mario Payne furrowed his brows, his eyes trained intensely on his daughter's photo, barely paying any attention to the man who had wronged his daughter, "Does it contain his information? I'll have to look it over again later."
"You don't need to take a close look, you know that person..."
"What?"
Ever since his wife's mental health deteriorated, and they had gone to the south for her treatment over a decade ago, he had almost no recollection of the people and affairs in Capital City.
Let alone the younger generation who was about the same age as his daughter.
"Do you remember the Hale Family?"
"She married Finn Hale?" Mario Payne frowned.
"..."
"That young man's a good bit older than her, isn't he—practically an old cow eating young grass," Finn Hale was about the same age as his own son.
Junior President Payne rubbed his temples, "Not him."
"Then who?"
"His nephew?"
