Chapter 53 Do you think what you see is real?

Tel looked at the crisp banknotes on the table, propped his chin with one hand, and tilted his head to size up the uninvited guest in front of him.

A black suit, white shirt, sunglasses.

The body wasn't too tall but was muscular, with distinct calluses on the palms and at the base of the thumbs.

A bodyguard?

Tel guessed.

At the same time, he glanced over at Jason.

At this moment, Jason was completely captivated by the aroma wafting from the kitchen and was paying no attention to the person in front of him.

Tel was not surprised at this.

After all, he was there.

Weren't these things supposed to be handled by him?

Thinking this, Tel revealed a courteous smile and pushed the banknotes back across the table.

"Although I'd love to take the cash and leave, my stomach simply won't allow it."

Tel uttered these words.

While he was tempted to snatch the banknotes and slap them on the other person's face, he knew that such an action would not endear him more to Jason.