Chapter 89: Nightlife

If not for the deadly serious look on his face, Miller Cutmore would have thought the anesthesia hadn't worn off and the guy was still babbling nonsense. What kind of man asked his own brother to sleep with his wife? What was he, a cuck? Miller snapped, "Carlos, what do you mean? Are you trying to play me?" Carlos Balam said, "Kid, I'm being serious…" "Cut it out!" Miller cursed. "What part of that sounds serious to you? She's your wife-my sister-in-law!" Carlos sighed. "I know it sounds crazy,...