My dear lawyer

Mr. Sam's rage did not affect John at all.

John glanced at Haylee slightly and said to Mr. Sam, "Dad, if you really don't care, I don't mind saying it."

Mr. Sam frowned, but his heart leaped as he saw John's determined look.

Domestic shame should not be made public. Although he was very satisfied with Haylee, Haylee had not married John yet.

After a little consideration, he felt impulsive about what he just said.

Mr. Sam looked at Haylee.

Haylee immediately understood. Before Mr. Sam said anything, she stood up and said, "Mr. Sam, you talk first. I will go outside to buy some drinks."

Haylee behaved tactically and had decent manners. Although she had some childish temper before, it was understandable; after all, she was still young.

Mr. Sam was very satisfied with Haylee, so to speak.

Haylee went out and then Mr. Sam's face clouded over.

He glanced at John and said, "Now speak, what's the matter?"

"Did you ask anyone else to kidnap Vivi?" John came straight to the point after a short hesitation.

Mr. Sam frowned and said, "Am I to blame for your girlfriend's accident? Am I still your dad?"

"Sure, you are my dad," John said seriously, but his expression changed slightly when he thought of the news in the newspaper. He continued, "But I'm not sure whether you still consider me as your son."

Mr. Sam was pissed off by this sentence. He thumped the table and shouted, "John!"

John looked down and said, "Dad, I just want to know the answer to this question."

"The answer to this question? I'm not a pupil doing arithmetic." Mr. Sam found it both funny and annoying, "Well, so what are you going to do if I really did it? Will you drag me to the side of Vivi to apologize for my mistake? Or are you going to take me to the police station?"

Mr. Sam just said angry words, which was nothing more than admission in John's view.

John raised his head suddenly, with a look of pain.

Of course, he would neither take his dad to the police station nor drag him to make an apology to Vivi.

But that was what made him struggle.

When Mrs. Reina saw this, she frowned at Mr. Sam, holding his hand, and asked him to speak less. Then she immediately looked at John and said, "John, your dad just said angry words. Don't take it seriously. What happened to Vivi? We really don't know about it and your dad can't do it."

John raised his eyes to look at Mrs. Reina.

Mrs. Reina steadied her own mind and continued, "Your dad has been with me these days, you know, and he seldom goes to the company. He had neither the time nor the energy to do it in the past few days. You can't be misled by anyone who has an ulterior motive. By the way, how is Miss. Vivian now?"

John didn't speak, with his head down, as if he was judging the truth of Mrs. Reina's words.

An idea suddenly came to Mrs. Reina's mind. She slightly leaned back and looked weak, "You are the only one we can count on. Yes, I don't like Vivian, but it is for your own good. Vivian isn't worthy of you. Even if you find an ordinary woman, I can stand it. But Vivian has a child and she doesn't show any respect to us. We can't accept such a daughter-in-law."

"Mom, Vivi is not that kind of person and Roe is just an accident," John said hoarsely.

"So what about today? You come over in a hurry just to give your dad a stink face and doubt us. Let me ask you, how is Vivian now? She was fine, right? Why don't you believe us? John, you are old enough to learn a story a robber acts like a cop!" Mrs. Reinan sharpened her tone. Probably as she was ill recently, John obeyed her in every way. She believed that her son was still filial, so she sharpened her tone when she spoke.

She thought John could listen to her, but who knew he compressed his lips into a sudden chuckle.

Mrs. Reina's heartbeat suddenly quickened, and seeing him look over here, she was even more uncertain.

"Mom, Vivi can't lie, and she can't even frame you for this kind of thing. I will soon find out and if you really did it, I will take all the responsibility. But please remember that it is the last time!" John said in a powerful voice.

"John, are you going to piss me off? We did not do it. I told you!" Mrs. Reina's eyes stared straight.

"Mom, you can promise that you didn't do it, but can you vouch for others?" John glanced at Mr. Sam meaningfully.

Mr. Sam sneered and said with fury, "If you have confirmed that it was me and why you still come over to send a punitive expedition. Even if I kill someone, anyone can condemn me except you. Get out of here! Get back to that woman! I don't have a son like you!" John felt grieved and took a deep look at Mr. Sam and Mrs. Reina before leaving.

Mrs. Reina called him a few times behind, but John still left.

Mr. Sam was so angry that he was out of breath.

Mrs. Reina pacified him and said a little crossly, "Why can't you have a good talk? John is as stubborn as you. Well, you really should talk it over!"

Mr. Sam sneered and said, "This son means nothing to us!"

"Nonsense. He is your only son." Mrs. Reina rolled her eyes and suddenly said, "By the way, what happened to Vivian? Why didn't you tell me? How is she now?"

Mr. Sam gave her a sharp look and reiterated it, "I didn't do it!"

"Ah... you didn't do it?" Mrs. Reina remained skeptical.

No wonder she doubted since Mr. Sam could always gain an advantage in doing business and went through much to get there. How could he have done nothing wrong? She believed that she knew him well, so at the very beginning, she also thought that it was Mr. Sam who did it.

Mrs. Reina frowned and said, "If you didn't do it, then who kidnapped her?"

She was a just woman who had no money or power and still had a child. Who had so much animosity with her?

Mr. Sam squinted his eyes, and someone occurred to his mind in a flash.

He immediately had eye contact with Mrs. Reina. He was clear and she was confused.

In the end, he still did not say it out.

After John dashed out of the door and disappeared in the corner, a figure slowly walked out from the other corner.

Haylee clenched her fist, with a pile of cold sweat on her forehead.

She would never let John know that she did it.00000000000000