Chapter 297

Should I Cry?

Sean was seated on a chair, flanked by two fake Alberto bodyguards.

Alberto put his hands into his pants pockets, he watched Sean carefully.

Nothing special. she thought.

Emotions had taken over him when he saw Neve lying on the floor, but he remembered their position earlier, it was clear that the janitor had his back to his daughter, meaning that it was Neve who seemed to be bothering the man in front of him.

Alberto thought, why is his daughter's taste so low, only a janitor?

Sean didn't even lower his head, he still looked calm waiting for what Alberto would say to him.

The man asked for a seat from one of his bodyguards, he sat right in front of Sean.

"I'm not a fool to judge what happened," he said, "I admit, it's great that you resisted my daughter's charms, but as a father, I couldn't possibly punish Neve."

Hearing Alberto's words, Sean certainly understood where this was going, it was no longer a secret for things like this. He was just waiting for the word fire