Chester Sanders acted as if he heard nothing. He continued to look at Harvey, desperately waiting for Harvey to speak.

If Harvey wasn’t planning to speak at all, Chester wouldn’t even dare breathe.

“Oh, I’m fine. It’s just that my shirt got stained. I bought it from a roadside stall for two dollars, and I kind of like it.” Harvey said, unperturbed, acting as if the whole situation was something extremely trivial.

Chester’s eyes instantly fell on Harvey’s shirt. He noticed the large wet stain