Chapter 183 The Grim Revelation
- Laird’s POV
- I looked at the esteemed Mr. Golden sitting on the sofa across from me, his hands continuously shoving cookies into his mouth. Was he not afraid of diabetes? The man looked like someone who hadn’t eaten anything for a week.
- “How about I cook spaghetti for you, sir?” Sharon blushed as she looked at Prosecutor Golden with a special offer.