Mia Ginger looked at him and suddenly remembered what she wanted to ask, hurriedly saying, "Brother Sutton, I want to ask you something."
"Hmm? Go ahead."
"About my friend's case, do you remember it?"
Mason Sutton thought for a moment, "Yes, I remember. Is there any problem?"
"Have you met those three criminals? Did you notice anything unusual about them?" Mia furrowed her brows, thinking she shouldn't be too obvious. Mason was too smart, and if she delved deeper, it might lead him to make associations and guesses.
Unexpectedly—
Mason explained warmly, "I haven't seen those three people."
"You're as busy as my dad." Mia said sullenly.
She suddenly realized she might have been bothering him too much.
A little embarrassed.
She ran her hand through her hair and apologized, "I seem to always trouble you."
"It's no trouble."
Mason smiled, looking at her face as clean as a petal, and finally asked the question lingering in his mind.
