"It's simple, whoever you used to ban Monica Baldwin, you now use them to lift that ban." Victor Chadwick replied, articulating his intention without any hesitation.
"So you're asking me to contradict myself?"
"That's your problem." Victor's voice gradually grew cold, "If you don't feel sorry or ashamed for what you've done for your granddaughter, then I see no reason to spare you. I look forward to seeing you slap yourself in the face."
Mr. Morgan reluctantly turned his face away.
"What happened? Just now you were advising me not to be overbearing, but now you lost your gumption?"
"Mr. Morgan, let me be clear: if you don't make amends for your granddaughter's actions today, then I will have to during the recompense. Your granddaughter almost got my wife and my two other people killed. How would you account if you were in my shoes?"
Mr. Morgan opened his mouth, but nothing came out.
Because he had no rebuttal...
