Chester Yale's words fell, and the study room was filled with a long silence.
Chad Yakov stood there, his gaze falling onto the information in front of him, his pupils suddenly constricted.
He stepped forward, reached out to pick up the top piece of information, and began to browse.
Victoria Gibson, female, twenty-one years old, once attended First Girls' High School, graduated from...
This information, he was not seeing for the first time, he could already recite it backward.
But the further he flipped through, the more Chad Yakov's gaze sank. In the end, when he looked up at Chester Yale, the stare between the father and son had already turned confrontational.
"Is this what Dad wants me to know?"
"You should say, this is what Victoria Gibson is willing to let people know." Chester Yale rested both hands on the desk, stood up, and walked forward, looking condescendingly at his outstanding Son.
Since he was a child, he never had to worry about Chad Yakov.
