Wesley entered the room and noticed that Graham was the only person there. The dish on the table emitted a

steady stream of steam into the air. A layer of fiery red chili oil coated its surface, resembling a python's tongue

poised to engulf him and drag him to the depths of hell.

Upon looking up, Wesley met Graham's sly gaze, which left him so startled that his knees buckled, and he tumbled

to the ground.

Graham flatly remarked, "What's with the courtesy, Mebane? It occurs to me that we were almost family!"

Sweat poured down Wesley's face as he remained motionless on the floor.

Graham instructed his men to assist Wesley to a seat on the opposite chair. It was a stark contrast to his earlier

arrogant demeanor when he was intoxicated.

Graham regarded Wesley with contempt.

During their engagement, Wesley had never met Maisie's family. His constant overseas travels left him with little

time to do so. Moreover, he held a low opinion of her maternal family, deeming it unnecessary to meet them. Little

did he anticipate that he would encounter Wesley under such circumstances.

coldly. "But

"I-I don't," stammered Wesley.

from you," Graham replied, staring at him

Wesley's mind went blank.

station had been strangely

him of the saying, "A starved camel is bigger than a

though the Bayers had lost some of their former glory,

afford

he implored, "Mr. Bayer, please, tell me... What

everything I know!"

attitude. He poured himself a glass of wine and downed it in

about Maisie," he said, fixing his gaze on Wesley. "As her former

into her, shouldn't

conducted an investigation, even

You must know Maisie quite well," Graham

Wesley responded,

me about her. Remember, there will

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