Chapter 959

Timothy set down his teacup and said calmly, "Forget the part about eating dog shit. But the bet you made? That still stands. Go stand at the main entrance and apologize." Arnold, who had been stiff with resistance just seconds before, now nodded repeatedly with gratitude all over his face. It was like he had just been granted a royal pardon. Suzanne's expression remained icy. "Since Mr. Hall has spoken up for you, fine. You don't have to eat it. But a man's word is his bond, Mr. Carson. I hope you remember that some things can be said while some things shouldn't be." If he had handled things quietly, none of this would've blown up. But no. He had to run his mouth and start a public bet. Who was he to blame but himself? Arnold didn't dare argue anymore. He looked at Suzanne and said quickly, "Yes, I'll go now." He practically bolted for the exit, afraid she'd change her mind if he lingered even a second longer. And with that, the spectacle was over. Suzanne turned to Sharon, who