"Sorry, we don't have it!"
Julius Reed hurriedly shook his head, hands pressed together, pleading incessantly, "Boss, Harvey Martin and I are innocent. We've given you the money, please let us leave…"
Seeing Peter Warm's somewhat displeased expression, she quickly added, "Just consider it a favor for Harvey Martin's father's sake."
"Julius Reed, why do you always look like a damned ghost! It's clearly their fault, why charge a fee for a perfectly good road!"
Harvey Martin unhappily looked at Julius Reed, eyes filled with disappointment: "I've known you for three years, why do you always act as if it's none of your business, as if you're above it all!"
Although the two were best friends, Harvey Martin was very straightforward with her words.
Without regard for the darkening expression on Julius Reed's face.
"Harvey Martin! Look at the situation we're in, we're already struggling to protect ourselves, and you're still thinking about others?"
