“Not interested.”

Now nothing could raise the interest of Preston. If he didn’t have to sign a contract in Wolverly Capital, he wouldn’t even bother leaving the house.

Seeing him like this, Anthony put his wine gla*s down on the table, took out a cigarette, lit it, and spoke slowly.

“It’s about Harper.”

He finished speaking and glanced at Preston, but there was only a slight change in expression on his handsome face, and not much of

a reaction.

Anthony raised his eyebrow slightly. ...