Inside the roadside Jetta, Connor's face was a bit pale.
"Cora, I'll give you my card, come back, okay?"
"Connor, I'm sorry."
"No, it's me who should apologize. I didn't know your family was in trouble. I haven't cared enough for you!"
Connor shoved the card into Cora Ginger's hand: "Use this to pay off the debt. You might not know, but my salary is quite high—Young Master is very generous to me."
"I know you aren't short of money, but you worked hard for it. You can't spend it like this."
Cora Ginger returned the card: "Besides, my family is actually a bottomless pit, the debts never end. I don't want to drag you down; you have your own struggles."
She opened the car door and stepped out.
Connor suddenly grabbed her wrist, then noticed the silver Rolex on it.
This particular Rolex is worth hundreds of thousands, and he just saw the same one on Peter Barnes's wrist—it's a couple's watch.
Connor suddenly let go, sitting dazed in the car.
