Richest Mogul

hapter 884

Blood drained from Harold and Tom’s faces. They regretted coming over to get involved in this messy affair. However, they had no choice.

Yet…

“Wendy’s parents sought me out saying that they would like compensation. As long as it was enough, they wouldn’t take legal action against the boys,” said Harold. He wasn’t giving up easily. His nephew only had one son. His future couldn’t be destroyed over this.

Aiken raised a brow. He dialed a number and said on the phone, “The principal of Woodman High told me that you only want compensation. You don’t want to take legal action on those assholes. Is that true?”

He then put the phone on speaker.

Jimmy denied desperately, “No, Impossible. We don’t want monetary compensation. We want them to pay for it! Right, they must pay for what they’ve done! Don’t listen to Harold’s bullshit. We’ve never wanted money from them!”

“Have you heard that? Aiken hung up and stared at them emotionlessly.

Harold and Tom could only leave dejectedly.

Aiken’s eyes glinted coldly as he watched them slink away.

When Skylar arrived at the hospital, she noticed that something was off.

Aiken stood by the door of Simona’s room with an unlit cigarette between his teeth. He was clearly in a horrible mood.

“How are Simona and Wendy doing?”

Aiken glanced at Skylar. The darkness swirling in his eyes dissipated. He said, “They’ve just finished dinner and are reading now.”

“Are you fou

you feeling ill?” asked Skylar.

Heat pooled in Aiken’s eyes as he scanned Skylar greedily. He averted his eyes immediately after. “Ten minutes ago, the principal of Woodman High came over with a teacher. They wanted to beg for those assholes and grovel for our forgiveness.”

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Skylar frowned. She said, “Ever since Simona and Wendy were bullied, the school hasn’t taken their stand. Do you mean that they’d come to plead the case of those perpetrators rather than visit the victims?” She wasn’t a saint. She couldn’t forgive people who hurt her family and friends.

This explained why Aiken looked displeased. He looked up at Skylar.

Skylar then asked, “How did you respond to them?”

Aiken repeated what he’d told them to the letter.

“Everyone can be a saint if it doesn’t happen to them. When it does happen to them, they’ll insist that it isn’t funny anymore!” Skylar chuckled coldly.

Aiken rarely saw Skylar so pissed off. Initially, he’d thought she would think he was being too cruel. Aiken worried that she might look down on him.

Skylar appeared weak. However, she was powerful on the inside.

“I promised Simona that those perpetrators would get what they deserved.”

Skylar nodded. She exclaimed, “They have to pay for it! No one has the right to make the victims forgive them after a dismissive apology.”

Aiken looked down at Skylar and said, “You’re right.”

Someone interjected, “Ms. Sullivan, what a coincidence. And… Aiken. What are you two doing here?”

Skylar looked back to see Vera approaching. The former suddenly remembered that the latter’s family members were still hospitalized.