Sean Sutton followed Charles Prescott out. Charles looked at him, but before he could speak, Sean cut in, "Don't bother coming to me. It's useless, I'm telling you. I won't help you bully my daughter ever again."
"Are you sure?" Charles said. "I know Ethan Linden sent you money to save your company. But... if he were to find out that you were the one who dealt with Nathan Fawcett's child back then, do you think he would still help you?"
"What are you talking about?" Sean Sutton stared at Charles in disbelief. "You were the one who..."
"Me?" Charles said. "Weren't you the one who drugged Anne and took her to the hospital?"
"How could you be so shameless?"
'I can't believe he's blaming everything on me now.'
Seeing Sean Sutton's dark expression, Charles softened his tone. "I didn't come here today to dredge up the past," he said. "I just wanted to remind you to watch what you say around Ethan Linden. Don't get cocky. If you misspeak, don't think you'll get off scot-free."
