Yakov stood alone on the deck, looking at the distant scenery with a cold expression. No one knew what he was thinking.
"Mr. Chakin the Second, you're really heartless. You cripped your own son!"
At this moment, a voice sounded from behind Yakov.
Yakov slowly turned to look behind him, then said in a low voice, "Mr. Lambert, I've made a fool of myself today…"
"It's fine…"
Cade Lambert gently waved his hand and continued, "I think that just breaking Nikola's leg won't be enough to appease the anger in Mr. McDonald's heart…"
"Then, what do you think we should do to appease Mr. McDonald's anger?"
When Yakov heard Cade's words, he could not help but be stunned for a moment and asked with a puzzled expression.