Chapter 1493: Chapter 1493: A Typical Rich Second Generation
“This kid is quite cunning,” Sylvan Cheney took a drag of his cigarette, a deep chill in his eyes.
On the surface, he seems playful and nonchalant, yet his thoughts are dark and gloomy.
The shadows of his five-year-old self are likely to linger for a lifeti.
“Ordinary people wouldn’t dig this deep. Even if the Rowan Family and the Harry Family take action, everyone would only think about business gains and disputes. I’m afraid, even Jacob Rowan himself couldn’t guess in his dreams,” Charles Mcintosh said.
“No wonder Jesse Rowan’s move against the Harry Family was both despicable and filthy. It seems that his ‘accidental’ encounter with Joan Harry at the hotel is also not a simple matter.”
Sunlight shone on Sylvan’s face, the contours of his handso profile highlighted with dazzling brightness.
In his eyes, ripples were surging.
“Mr. Cheney, you are right, I specifically checked the hotel’s surveillance footage from that day. Jesse Rowan wasn’t staying at the Heavenly Blessing Hotel but was drinking in a nearby bar. His assistant, Liamly Finley, followed Joan Harry and inford Jesse Rowan when he discovered her whereabouts. Perhaps triggered by alcohol and past mories, Jesse Rowan and Joan Harry ended up having a relationship.”
Charles Mcintosh has always been efficient in handling tasks.
When Charles Mcintosh laid out the intricate connections, an emotional torrent surged in Sylvan’s heart.
To outsiders, Jesse Rowan appears to be an uneducated playboy, a typical rich second-generation heir.
Now, upon closer examination, it turns out this spoiled brat is sophisticated, sinister, and despicable in his tactics.
He’s not as simple as he looks.
“Mr. Cheney, Jesse Rowan is now successfully dismantling the Harry Family step by step.”
“Not only that,” Sylvan Cheney chuckled, “he took away the dark history of the Cheney Family from Yacob Harry.”
“What?” Charles Mcintosh was shocked–he was not aware of this!
Does that an… all those pieces of evidence are now in Jesse Rowan’s hands?
Charles Mcintosh was startled by Sylvan’s words, waves of emotion appearing on his usually composed face, shock in his eyes.
Instead, Sylvan remained calm and composed, his features unperturbed.
“Yes, Jesse Rowan has taken all the evidence from Yacob Harry.”
“Mr. Cheney, Jesse Rowan is no gentleman. From the way he dealt with the Harry Family, it’s clear that his plans are not whimsical. I fear they stem from a longstanding and deep-seated hatred. Mr. Cheney, in terms of stabbing soone in the back, you’re no match for him,” Charles Mcintosh said.
“Indeed, I’m indeed not as good as him in this area. That’s why when he proposed a deal, I agreed,” Sylvan responded.
“A deal?” Charles Mcintosh was taken aback again.
Jesse Rowan crushing the Harry Family was motivated by hatred, but what does Jesse Rowan want from Mr. Cheney?
And he had absolutely no clue about the matter.
Mr. Cheney was capable of keeping things quite close to his chest.
“Cheney Family.” Sylvan Cheney uttered the two words lightly, his gaze still steady and unruffled.
His sharp eyes kept looking out the window, at the bustling and noisy world outside.
From his high vantage point, he was like a sovereign overseeing the world.
Charles Mcintosh’s heart skipped a beat, and his complexion changed.
Cheney Family.
Sylvan Cheney gave the Cheney Family to Jesse Rowan.
“Mr. Cheney, when did you give the Cheney Family to Jesse Rowan?”
“Last night.”
“Mr. Cheney, do you realize what the Cheney Family ans to you? You absolutely don’t have to give in to Jesse Rowan’s threats!”
“And then you would go to jail for ? Hmm?” Sylvan Cheney turned his head, his stern gaze fixed on Charles Mcintosh, his jawline tense.
As they looked into each other’s eyes, Charles Mcintosh gritted his teeth: “Why not?”
“The Cheney Family bears the Cheney na, am I, Sylvan Cheney, the kind of man who can’t shoulder responsibility?”
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