Clearly, he was trying to convince Shane. “Well, I don’t know what happened between you and Sean, but he’s your only cousin. Why don’t you forgive him?”
A sliver of mockery appeared across Shane’s gaze. He closed the file he had just signed and spoke coolly. “So you came here to persuade me to not arrest Sean?”
“Uh, you’re right,” replied Sam as he coughed awkwardly.
“Impossible!” Shane announced without hesitation.
The smile on Sam’s face froze. “Why?”
“He kidnapped my wife and held her hostage before jumping off a cliff with her. Why should I forgive him?” Shane’s gaze was frosty.
Sam trembled involuntarily at Shane’s menacing gaze.
Why is this brat so intimidating? I don’t think Dad was this intimidating when he was alive.
Sam swallowed his saliva and held back his fear for his son. “Oh? Is your wife alright then?” He kept his pleasant smile.
“You should be lucky she’s still alive. Otherwise, I won’t only be going after Sean. Both you and Aunt Catherine will need to pay the price as well.” Shane crossed his hands and rested them on his belly.
Sam felt his heart constricting in fear and hatred.
He was afraid as Shane clearly didn’t care that they were related.
The hatred in his heart intensified when he realized Shane was threatening him because of a woman.
That was what he thought, but he didn’t show it. Touching his nose fearfully, he replied, “Yes, I’m glad she’s fine. Shane, since she’s not hurt, why don’t you forgive Sean? He’s your cousin, right? You can’t be that heartless.”
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