Chapter 738: Encountering an Old Acquaintance

Mike exhaled smoke. "What, you don't want to kneel?" Jaquan remained silent for a moment, his body tense and his expression gloomy. Mike pressed further. "I heard that after your father went to prison, you immediately knelt before Owen, promising to take care of him in his old age. Those three kowtows were loud and clear. But today, you refuse to kneel for me?" This was the first time Callie had heard about Jaquan's past. Her face darkened, but she didn't look down on him. Such things being spoken about publicly were very humiliating. "I tell you, whatever Owen could give you in Anbusea, I can give you now!" Mike, feeling triumphant, grabbed a cane nearby and struck Jaquan's hand, leaving a bruise. Sullivan picked up the cane and handed it to Jaquan to diffuse the situation. "You are young and impulsive. Apologize to Mr. Mack, and this matter will be over." Jaquan lowered his eyes, took the cane, walked around the round table, and approached Mike step by step. The latter wore a