Something Interesting

Harold had scruples about looking at Audrey.

"This ... That..."

Audrey frowned, pulling a long face, "Harold, I am your lawyer. I have to know everything about you to make the best defense. If you still tried to hide something, your case won't go smoothly. You will never win the case, and your grandma will not rest in peace. Is that what you want?"

"Well ... I didn't..."

"What the hell is inside?"

"It's all the promissory notes that I owe Andy and my diary."

Audrey frowned, "Diary? What diary?"

Harold said, "Well, a diary that wrote killing Andy never paying him back."

"Idiot!" Audrey cursed.

"I was forced into a corner. I could only ..."

"Why did you owe him money?" As Audrey Eye asked, she pondered with her hand on her forehead, "Well, you don't have to answer. You couldn't borrow it for yourself. You, an idiot, can give your life to that woman. What else can you not do?"

Harold was not the kind of person who would squander money. There was only one possibility.