Evelyn Sherman entered the sterile ward, but he just stood in the hallway.
His tall, upright body resembled a towering pine tree, strong and enduring.
His gaze fell on Evelyn in the ward, his eyes gradually becoming complicated, as he threw the cigarette in his hand into the nearby trash bin.
"Mr. Chester." Mr. Gomez, holding a document bag, strode up to him.
"The investigation results of the accident involving the Sherman couple are out."
"Mr. Chester, the person who hit the Sherman couple back then belonged to the Yale Group." Mr. Gomez hesitated for a moment before handing over the document to Chester Yale.
"..." Chester's dark eyes sank, quickly taking the information, and a gloom covered his cold face.