If you truly cared for our lady, had cherished her from childhood without letting her suffer any grievances, I wouldn't just lend you money—I'd buy up all of Campbell's shares and gift them to you, no problem at all.
But do you deserve it? Do you?
From the sidelines, Robert Green was tired of rolling his eyes and launched into a soul-deep tirade.
He had long known that James Campbell was a shamelessly thick-skinned man, treating his own daughter poorly and still having the audacity to come asking for help.
Asking for help was one thing, but having the gall to borrow money without offering shares in return?
Even if Adam Jones was in the charity business, he wouldn't help a scumbag like James Campbell.
Under James Campbell's expectant gaze, Adam Jones smiled softly and said,
"As I said, I'm willing to help, but right now, I'm flat broke and can't assist you with anything."
James Campbell's face suddenly changed upon hearing Adam's clearly evasive words.
"Adam, aren't you—"
