‘The young master of the main family? The future heir of the Clarke family?’
How could this be?
Holt was stunned. He knelt on the ground while sweating all over, just like a drenched rat. He looked flustered as he fell into extreme fear.
After running around for half a day and asking the backer for help, it turned out that the person his stupid son had offended was none other than the young master of the backer. He was even the young master of the main family too!
Everything was over!
For a moment, Holt’s face was full of panic. He shuddered all over as he knelt on the floor and bowed to Butler Cross. He admitted his mistake while shouting, “Butler Cross, the Harrison family was wrong this time. Please put in a few good words for us. My son didn’t mean to offend Young Master Clarke. Everything is just a misunderstanding. I beg you to talk to Young Master Clarke…”
Thump, thump!
Huge fear instantly filled Holt’s heart. He knelt and kept knocking his head on the floor until his forehead was red and bleeding.
Butler Cross stood in front of him impassively, his eyes cold. At this moment, there was sudden coughing in the living room.
With the help of Fulton Hash, Roger Clarke walked in from the yard to the living room. He sat on the sofa, looked at Holt kneeling on the ground indifferently, and said, “Holt Harrison, what did you promise me back then?”
Hearing this voice, Holt felt as if he was struck by lightning. He immediately prostrated on the floor.
“M-My lord, I was wrong. Please have mercy on me.” Holt stammered with a muffled voice. His head was stuck to the ground, and he dared not raise his head at all.
After a moment of silence, Roger asked, “Do you want to save yourself?”
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