Chapter 98

"What's going on?" Zachary's cold, commanding voice echoed as he descended the stairs. Jesse instinctively hid his phone behind his back. "N-Nothing, sir. Just... telemarketers. Some ad promotion." "Jesse, do you know what someone looks like when they're lying?" Zachary asked casually, picking up a nearby mirror and holding it up to Jesse's face. In the reflection, Jesse's eyes darted nervously, avoiding making eye contact. Guilt was written all over his expression. "Like this," Zachary said flatly. Jesse's knees nearly gave out. "Mr. Beaver, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to lie, I swear! It's just... It's about Ms. Cynthia." Cynthia? "What about her?" Zachary's tone dropped, sharper now. "Mr. Beaver, it's better if you see for yourself..." He didn't dare to explain. Jesse handed him the phone with trembling hands. On the screen was a headline about Marvin's alleged relationship, accompanied by photos. The average person wouldn't recognize the woman, but Zachary knew instantly it