Chapter 169: Jade from Scrap? I'll Kneel and Call You Grandpa!

The moment Sullivan started to shrug off responsibility, George Quatremane's brows knit. "I only made a suggestion. You picked the stones yourself. What's that got to do with me?" Beth saw her husband being blamed and stepped up at once, jabbing a finger an inch from Sullivan's nose. "You were the one who overestimated yourself and insisted on betting. Now that you've lost, you want to weasel out of it. Why pin it on us?" "So many people are watching. Aren't you ashamed? We even showed you the...