Chapter 592: It hurts, my stomach hurts so much

"You..." Rodney Rhodes's forehead was already covered with cold sweat.

He held his left arm and trembled, "Alright, Mr. Cooper, you are right. You were injured under my watch, and I owe you. But, but..."

"That girl inside, she's from the Ford family, Miss Ford. Mr. Cooper, you publicly attempted homicide, even if incomplete, you cannot get away with this. I, as the president of a country, absolutely cannot tolerate this."

His implication was that someone should arrest Aidan Lucas and bring him to justice.

Aidan Lucas sneered at him, "Arrest me? With just you?"

"You—I am the president of Eastonia, I…I…"

"Mr. President, please forget about it." Orlando Lucas saw things more clearly than Rodney Rhodes. He came over and supported Rodney Rhodes, whispering, "Mr. Lucas now is not someone we can handle."

A person who even Theodore Lucas couldn't deal with, how could Rodney Rhodes alone possibly deal with him?