The place Miles Sinclair had chosen was a bit noisy, not suitable for a chat.
Mia Grant gripped Kian Keller's hand tightly the entire time.
She had a nagging feeling that this man, her uncle in name only, wasn't very friendly toward her.
On the way over, Kian Keller had told her about him.
Miles Sinclair had been doing business in Southea for years. In the beginning, he'd been relatively cautious, still having some reservations. But he'd grown more and more audacious in recent years, so much so that many people in their circle knew about his business in Southea.
Kian Keller hadn't gone into detail, but the moment Mia Grant heard the location, she knew the man's business couldn't be anything legitimate.
So now, seeing this so-called uncle again, she couldn't help but feel uneasy looking at him.
Especially the way his eyes were fixed on her, his gaze so intense and purposeful it was deeply unsettling.
Before the man could speak, Kian Keller intervened.
