Mike, Stanly.
The two rushed into Quercia's office angrily.
Behind the two of them, Old Mr. Spark walked in slowly, smoking a cigarette, and sat aside without saying anything.
Mike pointed at Tristan, and said to Quercia, "Quercia! What do you mean? Do you really regard the Spark Company as your own? Is a prisoner allowed to join the company if you say so? Does he deserve it?"
Quercia's expression was cold, "Mike, you should have no right to interfere with the company's affairs now!"
"Don't stop me with that bullshit bet!" Mike cursed, "Yes, I have no right to interfere with the company's affairs, but I'm from the Spark Family! I can't just watch you ruin the Spark Company! Even if you say that I don't keep my promise, or I can't afford to lose, it doesn't matter! I did all this for the Spark Company!"
What Mike said was righteous, and he found a good excuse for not keeping the bet.