Harlow was being strangled by Lair, his eyes bulging as he was suffocating. If Lair applied just a bit more pressure, this old man would ascend immediately.
"You... are crazy!" Harlow recognized Lair, and after connecting it with what Lair had said earlier, he immediately realized something and struggled to say, "Your son's money... I didn't touch it... not a single cent, it's all kept for you..."
Seeing that Harlow's answer was completely nonsensical, Lair really wanted to take this old fool away on the spot.
But he wasn't there to kill Harlow, so he just kicked open the door behind him and threw Harlow inside.
After rolling on the ground twice, Harlow struggled to get up, but as soon as he looked up, he saw Lair standing in front of him again. Afraid that Lair might still kill him, he hurriedly said, "No, no, no, don't move yet... I can apologize to you! Really, really, I didn't touch a single cent of your money, it's all in the cabinet over there."
