After Albert heard what Lucas said, his expression darkened.
He suddenly shouted angrily at his son and grandson, "You bastards, this is all your fault! Hurry up and kneel down to apologize to Mr. Gray!"
Nick was shocked. He jumped off his wheelchair and knelt on the floor distressingly. "I'm sorry… Mr. Gray. It's all my fault. Please forgive me!"
His limbs had been broken, and he was now kneeling, so it was inevitable that he strained his wound. He was in so much pain that he broke out in cold sweat.
But at this moment, Nick couldn't care less about the pain. If he couldn't resolve the current trouble, he might die.
Clinton was very hesitant. He felt it was embarrassing to kneel and apologize to a young man who was about his son's age.
"What are you waiting for? Kneel down!" Albert glared at Clinton and suddenly slapped his face.
Smack!