She said with tears in her eyes, "Ms. Smith, you can't cover up his crimes just because he is your father."
"My dad's intelligence is only that of a three-year-old." My eyes were red. "How could he molest you? Do you have evidence?"
Shirley bit her lips and asked, "Do you mean I asked someone to kiss me and then slandered your dad?"
I knew she slandered Brian just to attract James' attention.
Brian was pitiful and died because of her.
I was so angry that I wanted to slap Shirley again, but James grabbed my wrist.
He pushed me away. "Enough! Stop being unreasonable!"
I had been overtired these days and felt very weak.
If I hadn't supported myself on the table, I might have fallen to the ground.
"Apologize to Shirley." James looked down at me. "If Brian doesn't apologize to her, you have to do it."
Why should I apologize to someone who indirectly killed my father?
James really disappointed me.
Had he forgotten who saved him back then?
Five years ago, on his way to work, Brian noticed someone was constantly throwing objects from a high place.
James was standing downstairs at the time. If he was hit, he would be seriously injured.