Chapter 973
The coach could only apologize. "I know I shouldn't have persuaded him to race, but this isn't entirely my fault!"
Richard took a deep breath. "You should pay for this."
The coach's heart went cold. This would be the end of him. Not only would his own life be ruined, but the fallout might affect his family, including his innocent son.
"I heard you have a son." Richard smirked, his eyes narrowing in anger.
"Mister Richard, please spare my son. He's only eighteen, still practically a boy. He's not to blame for this!" His son was his world, and he couldn't bear the thought of anything happening to him; he would never forgive himself.
"My brother Mobius is only nineteen." Richard's words struck like a thunderbolt, sending the coach reeling.
He collapsed to the floor, tears streaming down his face. "Mister Richard, I'll take full responsibility. Please spare my son."
Richard ignored him and just stared at the door, waiting for the verdict on Mobius' fate.
The coach's wails at

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