Hector felt as if he had fallen behind the ranks and was dishonoring the reputation of second-generation young masters in the Mainland.
The expression on Henry’s face looked a bit awkward. Although the sight of him acting this way was normal to him, he was not drunk now and was still sober after all.
The most important thing was that the death glare from Jasper was making him uncomfortable.
“Damn it, the f*ck are we looking at this for? Fast forward!”
Henry scolded the staff playing the surveillance footage with a dark expression on his face.
The staff quickly fast-forwarded the footage. As the footage jumped forward, it switched to Henry sitting on the sofa while holding a woman in his arms. They were feeding each other alcohol with their mouths…
Henry wanted to yell at someone.
He wanted to swear, Harbor City-style!
When Henry could not take this and wanted to continue fast-forwarding, they saw the woman who was in Henry’s arms taking out a thick stack of papers before handing it to Henry.
“Pause.”
Jasper and Henry said at the same time.
The footage stopped, and they could see that Henry’s expression on the monitor was strange as if he was drunk but not really. It seemed as if he had fallen into a psychedelic state.
Meanwhile, they could vaguely see that there was a lot of content on the papers in the woman’s hands. However, it was not clear what was on it.
“Can you zoom in?” Jasper asked.
Jared said awkwardly, “Mr. Laine, our surveillance cameras just provide a general view and there’s no way to zoom in.”
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