Clayton's tone was cold, and his eyes were gloomy.

“You still don’t want to admit it, huh? Actually, it doesn’t matter whether you admit it or not. I’ll still hold you accountable since Nicole was hurt in your hands.”

Angie covered her face and cried miserably. She was vulnerable and wretched.

“It wasn’t me! It really wasn’t me! Let me go!”

Clayton sneered coldly.

“Let you go? How can I give you such a bargain? Unless… You tell me why you wanted to push Nicole into the sea. Is it because of