Chapter 267: Hideout Of The Fraud Syndicate

While standing to the side just now, Kendall had sized up both Seth, who was full of lies, and this elderly man. The old man wore ill-fitting old clothes, his face etched with deep wrinkles and weathered furrows. The joints of his fingers holding the money were large, the skin marred by numerous cracks and scars. He wore thin-soled cloth shoes, making it clear that his daily life was far from affluent. Kendall looked down and noticed a bag of bananas and oranges along with a boxed meal at his feet. She reached out to push the old man’s money...