Chapter 13: August fifteen, a big gift for you!
Plop!
As soon as John finished speaking, Paul dropped to his knees.
Though he hadn't been present when the media publicly smeared Queenie, he was gripped by fear.
The wrath of the King of Horizon was not something his family could possibly withstand. Paul had no choice but to prostrate himself, hoping for even a sliver of forgiveness.
Plop!
Plop!
Plop!
Once the head of the Holland family had knelt, the surrounding media reporters dared not remain standing. One after another, they fell to their knees.
The scene was breathtaking—an ocean of bowed heads, the mighty reduced to groveling silence.
John strode forward, eyes locked on Gary. "Don't you have anything to say?"
"I... I'm telling the truth!" Gary stammered, his voice trembling as violently as his body and spirit. "Karl said he would help me pay off my gambling debts..."