"Mr. Allston, I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again. I beg you. Please spare me. Please."
Seeing this magnificent scene, Caleb finally realized he had provoked a big shot.
How would he care about his self-esteem? He frantically crawled to Claud's feet, begging for mercy.
"Mr. Allston! I am just a small fry. Nolan wanted me to plot against Rey. Go find Nolan. Don't kill me."
"Ms. Lapolla, I was blind. I deserve to die. I have kneeled in front of you. Please plead for me. I will be your slave from now on."
Caleb kept begging.
He then hit his head on the ground heavily. "Bang, bang, bang!"
Roselyn looked at the grand procession and opened her mouth wide. "Claud, are these all your people?"
"Of course, this is only a small amount. Most of them haven't come," said Claud indifferently
