Chapter 1794

Clinton came back to his senses and looked at Presley. "Do we need to bring it all in?" Presley quickly shook his head. "No, no need. Mr. Langston, I trust you're a man of real means." Clinton leaned lazily against the couch and pointed at the cases. "Let's verify them. One case at a time." Verify? Presley quickly calmed himself. Right, he had to check. If only the top bills were real, it'd be a scam. But he didn't want to seem too cautious. He smiled and said, "I just want to take a look. I've never seen this much money before. Let me touch it and feel it." He walked over to the wall cabinet, opened it, and pulled out a bill scanner. Then, he approached one of the suitcases, flipped through a few stacks, and pulled out some bills. Just by look and feel, they seemed real. The texture, watermark, security thread, paper—all of it checked out. He scanned a few under blue light. Still perfect. Then, he randomly picked a few more cases, dug all the way to the bottom, and pulled o