Chapter 645 Laying Out Terms

• Clinging to John Levisay’s arm again, Hera Robinson blurted out, urgent and breathless, “Sir, it’s not that our son is useless. He’s been dragged down by snakes. Clean out those leeches around him, and he’ll make something of himself.”
• Joaquin Levisay couldn’t help laughing. Hera agreeing with him was just her way of saving her son’s pride. She didn’t really buy his logic.
• Robert Levisay kept nodding at the side. “Dad, Mom’s right. I’m not incapable—I trusted the wrong people and got played. That’s how I ended up like this. Give me one more shot, and I’ll run the company well.”