Richest Mogul

hapter 884

Blood drained from Harold and Tom’s faces. They regretted coming over to get involved in this messy affair. However, they had no choice.

Yet…

“Wendy’s parents sought me out saying that they would like compensation. As long as it was enough, they wouldn’t take legal action against the boys,” said Harold. He wasn’t giving up easily. His nephew only had one son. His future couldn’t be destroyed over this.

Aiken raised a brow. He dialed a number and said on the phone, “The principal of Woodman High told me that you only want compensation. You don’t want to take legal action on those assholes. Is that true?”

He then put the phone on speaker.

Jimmy denied desperately, “No, Impossible. We don’t want monetary compensation. We want them to pay for it! Right, they must pay for what they’ve done! Don’t listen to Harold’s bullshit. We’ve never wanted money from them!”

“Have you heard that? Aiken hung up and stared at them emotionlessly.

Harold and Tom could only leave dejectedly.

as he

at the hospital, she noticed

of Simona’s room with an unlit cigarette

Simona

Skylar. The darkness swirling in his eyes dissipated. He said, “They’ve just finished dinner and

“Are you fou

feeling ill?” asked

ago, the principal of Woodman High came over with a teacher. They wanted to beg for those assholes and grovel for

mercy

for

taken their stand. Do you mean that they’d come to plead the case of those perpetrators rather than visit the victims?” She wasn’t a saint. She couldn’t forgive people who hurt her family

why Aiken looked displeased. He

then asked, “How did you

what he’d told them

be a saint if it doesn’t happen to them. When it does happen to them, they’ll insist that it isn’t funny