At that moment, there was a knock on the door. Kyle looked up.

"Come in!" he demanded with a disgusted expression.

"Permission, brother-in-law, can we talk?" entered a distressed Courney.

"Where is Rebeca? Why didn't she announce you?" he shouted with a somber look.

"I saw her go into the bathroom. I hope you don't mind me being here in your office," she replied with a delicate tone.

"Tell me what you want."

"I don't know how to tell you this, brother-in-law," she approached his desk and sat in front of him.

"Since you're here, just spit it out."

"I wanted to tell you that my sister is not the good girl she makes everyone believe with her clothing."

"Courney! If you're here to speak ill of your sister, I ask you to leave my office. I'm busy."

"Brother-in-law, don't treat me like that. To show you I'm not lying, these photos were given to me by one of her lovers," she handed him an envelope she had in her hand.

Kyle took the envelope with one hand, leaned back in his chair, took out th