"I don't know Jack Smith! You've got the wrong person!"
The garage wall light illuminated the man's face on the ground; the garage fell silent, exceptionally quiet.
"At this point, you still won't admit it?" Sienna Johnson said.
"I just came to steal something. Stop wasting words and take me to the police station!" After saying this, Jackson Smith stiffened his neck, a stubborn, unyielding look on his face.
Sienna's gaze drifted to the diamond watch on the man's wrist, then fixed on it. A man wearing a diamond watch coming to steal?
She nonchalantly remarked, "Your watch is very beautiful..."
The man subconsciously tried to pull his sleeve down to cover the eye-catching diamond watch on his wrist. Unfortunately, with his hands and feet bound, he could only squirm awkwardly before slumping to the ground.
"Still not willing to tell the truth?"
