"I'm asking you. Did you confess?" Robert's eyes were cold.
Chad just changed the topic. "Mr. Blake, you said yesterday that you would help me. You can't lie. You have to help me. You promised me! Now Ainsley and Jason want me to compensate for the loss of the instrument. 960 thousand dollars! You must help me!"
"960 thousand dollars?" Robert's gaze became even sharper.
Even Robert had never seen so much money. He only had 500 thousand dollars all over. How could he get 960 thousand dollars for Chad?
Chad looked at Robert with hope. His lips were dry and cracked with blood. His eyes were filled with tears. "Mr. Blake, help me. Otherwise, I will go to jail. I will be in jail for ten years. I don't want to go to jail!"
He reached out and grabbed Robert's arm tightly. The joints turned white and he still refused to let go.