Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 1408 Although they hated Patrick, they thought that the Snow family would just ruin Jackson Corporation at most. They did not expect Patrick to be locked up for life. In that case, there was no more hope left for Patrick. It was no wonder his parents were so anxious.
Rodney glanced at the crowd, hesitated for a moment, and said, âYou have to understand the severity of Patrickâs actions this time. My uncle is only a step away from becoming prime minister, but Patrick provoked my uncle recklessly. Whether or not he committed a misdemeanor or a felony, no one can provoke the authority of the future prime minister. My uncle is really angry this time.â
The Lynch family was shocked.
Nathan Snow was akin to half an emperor. How could ordinary people withstand an emperorâs wrath?
âLet them come in, â Freya said after a long time.
Soon, Mr. and Mrs. Jackson came in. When they saw that Freya and Rodney were present, they looked as though they had seen their saviors.
âFreya, Young Master Snow. â Mr. Jackson gritted his teeth. Without caring about anything else, he knelt in front of Freya and Rodney with a thud. âMy son was foolish. I beg you two to let him go. We can give all the Jackson familyâs properties to the Snow family, but I only have one son. Freya, Iâm begging you.â
âYes, â Mrs. Jackson also choked and said, âWe really didnât know he would do such a ridiculous thing.
He must have been out of his mind. Freya, in fact, Patrick has always been thinking about youâ â
Rodneyâs brows twisted as he subconsciously interrupted them, â Do the people around Patrick like to kneel so much? Are you going to kneel until we agree? Oh, are you recording this as well? When you go out, will you tell others that the Snow family is bullying you?â
âNo, absolutely not.â Mr. and Mrs. Jacksonâs faces went red. âWeâre not Linda.â
âchairman Jackson, weâre from the same generation. Get up,â Mr. Lynch hurriedly said.
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Mrs. Jackson was tearful and did not want to get up. In the end, Mr. Jackson sighed and pulled her up.
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Chairman Lynch, to tell you the truth, I really didnât know about this matter. If I knew that Patrick would do something like this, I would definitely have stopped him. Jackson Corporationâs development has been going well these years, so I let him go to the capital to expand, but I didnât expect⦠I know that he messed with the wrong people this time, and itâs definitely impossible for him to get away scot-free. Iâll give away all the family assets to get him backâ¦â
âYouâre not a fool, â Mr. Lynch took a sip of tea and said in a light tone.
âUnfortunately, I gave birth to a foolish son. He overestimated his capabilities.â
Mr. Jackson said honestly, âBut I canât do anything about it now. I only have one son. Freya, Patrick will never be able to make up what he owes you, but itâs not just his fault. If we had realized that Linda liked him back then, we wouldnât have let Linda work in the company with him. Since you hate Linda, weâll make sure he never contacts her againâ¦â
âUncle, do you really think I have a say in this matter?â
Freya interrupted him, âPatrick is just an ordinary president of a company, but a person like him tried to make a move against the future prime minister. If heâs not dealt with harshly, the same thing will happen in the future. There are some things that the younger generation like us arenât able to interfere with.â
Mr. and Mrs. Jackson froze at the same time. âWhat⦠do you mean?â
âI mean that if you still want to enjoy your old age in peace, stop going around and pleading for Patrick.â
Rodney spoke, âWe never intended to make a big deal out of it. If you have to blame someone, blame your son for indulging Linda and letting her cause a scene. She must have thought that Canberra was the same as Melbourne. Just by crying and making a fuss, everyone would sympathize with her and pity her. But the political world isnât a place to play house. When you go in, you either win or your life comes to an end. Understand?â
Mr. Jackson shrunk back in pain.
After a few minutes of silence, he seemed to have aged several years.
âI understand. Weâll⦠leave now.â Mr. Jackson helped Mrs. Jackson up.
âWhat do you mean?â Mrs. Jackson was in tears.
âSave him?â Mr. Jackson smiled mournfully. âHow can we save him? Give up. If we keep pestering them, we wonât even be able to live the rest of our lives in peace.â