“Is that so? It means he has harbored ill intentions for a long time. I gave him a minor punishment, it won’t take his life,” Nelson said slowly. “A few years inside, and he’ll come out just in time to retire.”
Nelson’s words were as casual as discussing what to have for dinner.
Shamar had been pleading for a long time, even going so far as to kneel, enduring great humiliation, but he still couldn’t get Nelson to relent. His eyes were bloodshot with the last shred of dignity, “Father’s health is poor. If he goes in, it’s over.”
Nelson looked up.
“Nelson…”
The man retracted his leg, too lazy to look up again. “Go back. Don’t ruin yourself for someone like your father.”
This meant that no matter what was said, it was useless. Nelson was determined to send Dale to prison.
Callie thought that Grandpa must also be aware of this and had agreed; otherwise, Shamar wouldn’t have come here to plead.
“A few years, really just a few years?” Shamar slumped to the ground, despondent.
In the dim light, his voice sounded again, “You could push the Scott family into the fire pit for an economic crime. I didn’t expect you wouldn’t even spare your own family.”
Shamar spoke softly but clearly enough for Nelson’s face to change. He stared at him, “What did you say?”
“Jaquan’s father is still locked up in the southern prison, isn’t he? Will he ever get out in this lifetime?” Shamar laughed, a chilling smile, his blood-red eyes fixed on Nelson. “No wonder Jaquan hates you so much. I think everything he did was right. Nelson, you deserve it. I want to see who wins in the end, Jaquan or you!”
His words were too provocative, growing louder and louder. After he finished, the entire study fell silent for a moment.
Callie thought it was bad and was about to step in when she saw Nelson suddenly lift his leg and kick Shamar in the chest, sending him flying several meters.
Shamar hit the corner of the wall, clutching his chest and coughing, unable to get up for a long time.
“You consider yourself a capitalist and know what kind of people they are. Now you’re empathizing with them?” Nelson smoothed the creases in his pants, seemingly not too angry, just disgusted by Shamar’s foolishness.
“You’re so indignant. Does Jaquan know? Maybe I’ll send you to him tomorrow and tell him there’s a loyal dog wanting to serve him!”
Callie’s heart raced at these words; she believed Nelson would actually do it.
“Am I wrong?” Shamar shouted with all his strength. “If my father were imprisoned by you, I would do everything to oppose you. Jaquan was too soft-hearted; he didn’t finish you off completely, giving you a chance to recover. Otherwise, the outcome would still be uncertain!”
Hearing this, Nelson pressed his tongue against his cheek and smiled, “Too bad you’re not Jaquan. You can’t reach his position and aren’t qualified to compete with me.”
These words laid bare the reality, leaving Shamar speechless with anger.
“When I handled the internet industry outside, I was as capable as you. If given more time, I could have done better than you. But you were scared; that’s why you took back the company and left me with nothing. Nelson, you’re shameless!”
Shamar had always been bitter about this; his passion was suddenly extinguished, making him feel terribly bad.
Nelson raised an eyebrow, “You think I was scared?”