Jack instantly started swaying. If he hadn’t been sitting the entire time, his legs would’ve given way, and he would have fallen to the ground. He had never experienced regret like that before.
He regretted making that stupid promise. Why the hell did I agree to make a public stance against Vinson?
If Jack had actually been righteous, many would’ve helped and shielded him. The situation at the time, however, made it so that he was the one being targeted.
I am so dead!
One of the reporters was not as gutsy. He said, “Mr. Nightshire, please note that I am not on his side and am only here because you invited everyone to the event.”
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