Chapter 973 Hard Mouth

A faint smile crept onto Desmond's face. "Uncle Dave wouldn't have such a thriving business if he wasn't competent." Dave consistently exhibited exceptional social graces. In the midst of their conversation, their fingers found the door handle. With a firm push, Desmond swung open the door to the private room. The prison guard, Mr. Parks, was mid-song when they entered. His voice faltered and his face withered in response to their sudden appearance, leaving the room empty save for the echoing background music. The intrusive music was giving Desmond a headache. He moved forward swiftly and shut off the noise. The abrupt cessation of music brought Mr. Parks back to his senses. His gaze kept darting towards the entrance of the room as he offered a tentative smile to the newcomers and said, "Mr. Smith, Mr. Davis, what a surprise to meet you here." Gary the warden projected an image of innocence and simplicity, his face exuding gentleness. However, giv