Chapter 858

Chapter 858 Lose Everything All the color drained from Helen’s face. She glanced over at James, but he ignored her and turned his face the other way. Out of desperation, she could only look to Matthew for help as she begged, “M-

Matthew, do you think you could plead with Mr. Harrison on my behalf? I promise this won’t ever happen again.”

However, before Matthew could respond, Joseph snapped, “Don’t speak for her, Matthew! This isn’t going to resolve itself just because someone begs for forgiveness, and I don’t care who that may be. If you were to speak for her, then we would be as good as strangers from now onward!”

Having heard this, Matthew gave Helen a helpless shrug. He had never intended to help her anyway, not after he realized that there would only be more trouble to come if Tate did not learn a hard lesson this time.

Frustrated, Helen began to sob as she begged Sasha, “Please say something, Sasha. He’s your cousin, after all!”

Sasha glared at her mother incredulously. “I told you not to believe him, didn’t I? But you refused to listen to me, and look how things turned out! I can’t do anything about this now. Mr. Harrison, do whatever you must. You have my unwavering support!”

Joseph was pleased to hear this, and he nodded before saying, “Very well, then. Let’s start with you, James—I believe the agreement was that you should get on your knees and apologize to my granddaughter if you were proven to be wrong.”

James blanched. “M-Mr. Harrison, I was misled earlier and—”

“You should be ashamed that an adult like you lacks such common sense to tell right from wrong,”

Joseph sneered. “You insulted my granddaughter right from the get-go, and I’d say you deserve what’s coming for you, even if you were misled! My question for you, James, is whether you’re going to get on your knees or not?”

James spat out through gritted teeth, “Don’t cross the line here, Mr. Harrison! I—”

“Fine, you don’t have to kneel,” Joseph barked, cutting the insolent man off with an angry wave of his hand. “Give Stanley a call right now and tell him I’m going to stop dealing with Cunningham Pharmaceuticals effective immediately. Also, get my son to have someone look into Cunningham Group Wellness Herbary and the new pharmacy they’re about to open. Listen to me very carefully, James—if I so much as find any trace of funny business, you best believe I’m going to cripple your family fortune and make you lose everything!”

James’ blood ran cold when he heard this. It was impossible for any company as big as theirs to have entirely clean records.

The Harrisons’ word was as good as law when it came to matters in Eastcliff’s medical industry; if Joseph really were to set his mind on screwing them over, then they could do nothing else but wait for the end to come.

As such, James lowered his voice as he stammered, “D-Don’t you think that’s a little too harsh, Mr.

Harrison? Surely there’s no need for such extremity when what we’re dealing with here will eventually become an insignificant thing of the past.”

He was brutally rebuffed when Joseph countered icily, “Crystal is the only girl in our family, and there are three generations of us. For her to have endured such a horrific ordeal today would not sit well with the rest of the Harrisons, particularly if I don’t see to it that she is rightfully compensated. You don’t have to kneel, James, but you’d be going through much worse after I have someone look into all your businesses!”

James turned as white as a sheet, and after a long moment of silence, he heaved a long sigh of resignation. “I won’t ever forgive you for this, Helen!” he hissed through gritted teeth even as he reluctantly walked up to Crystal and got onto his knees before her. “I’m sorry, Miss Harrison!” he apologized as his face flushing red with indignation.

However, Crystal neither spared him a glance nor asked him to rise to his feet. She hated him for mistreating Matthew all the time, and she wanted to punish him for it now.

Not daring to get to his feet, James was forced to acknowledge how bleak his situation was as he remained on his knees.

Then, Joseph turned to Helen and snapped, “And now it’s your turn! Go over and kneel in front of my granddaughter, and slap yourself on the face until she tells you to stop!”

Helen thundered, “I will do no such thing! You’re taking things way too far, Joseph!”

“Fine, then,” Joseph began darkly. “If you won’t kneel, then we’ll have to call the police over and tell them everything. The incident today alone would be enough to keep your nephew in prison for ten years at the very least!”

Given Joseph’s social standing and powerful connections, he was being merciful to Tate just by having the latter kept behind bars for ten years, especially in light of his recent string of problematic incidents.

As panic settled within Tate, he quickly urged Helen, “Aunt Helen, you have to save me! M-Maybe you should just do as he says…”