Chapter 946 Asking Ivan for Help
"Will Ivan help us?" Mya asked.
She said angrily, "He checked my father, so my father was put in jail. He hopes my father to be arrested
the most. I don't think he will save my father."
Finnley stared at her, seeing the hatred and tears in her eyes.
Feeling sorry, Finnley gripped her shoulders and squatted. "Mya," he called her gently.
Caressing her cold cheeks, he explained patiently, "You are wrong. Mr. Marsh checked Leslie
Eastwood, but accidentally, he found your father to be Leslie Eastwood's backer. Your father sheltered
the criminals."
Tears sprung into Mya's eyes. She felt bitter.
Finnley added, "Since Mr. Marsh found it out, he couldn't shelter your father for our sake, could he?"
"If he did so, he wouldn't bear the weight of his conscience. If your father didn't stop his crime, more
victims would appear..."
Mya had a migraine. "Stop it!"
Her mind was jumbled, and she felt irritable.
Gripping the mouse, she stared at the laptop screen but couldn't see things clearly.
"Your father was arrested because he had done evil deeds." Finnley didn't want to stop. "It wasn't
because Mr. Marsh had checked him. Your father sheltered the criminals and was corrupted, so he was
arrested."
"Stop it..." Mya repeated in a weak tone, looking like she had realized her mistake.
Holding her wrist, Finnley could feel the chill from her body. Staring at her with concern, he added,
"Mya, no matter what happens, it won't impact our love and marriage."
Tears streamed down Mya's cheeks. She felt terribly sorry.
How much her heart ached, how much Finnley felt sorry.
Finnley wished to share her sorrow.
Two hours later.
A white Maybach stopped in front of the Marsh Group.
Finnley and Mya got off. Holding a thick file folder, Finnley held Mya's hand and entered the company
lobby.
As usual, the employees of the Marsh Group walked back and forth in the lobby.
As soon as they appeared, everyone's attention was attracted. Especially, Mya became a focus.
Feeling their gazes, Mya didn't listen to their remarks or wonder what others thought about her.
She only wished Ivan wasn't in a meeting or on a business trip but in his office. noveldrama
The two entered the elevator and went upstairs.
Finnley took Mya into the president's office.
At the desk, Ivan looked up and saw them with a single glimpse. He also noticed the thick file folder in
Finnley's hand.
"Excuse us, Mr. Marsh." Finnley walked to the desk and put the folder on the desk with both hands.
"Hi, Mr. Marsh," Mya greeted Ivan politely with reddened eyes, looking spiritless.
Ivan darted at her several times. Usually, Mya called him by his first name.
However, when she behaved respectfully, Ivan felt weird.
Finnley told him why they came to his office. Ivan listened carefully, nodding his agreement.
Finally, Finnley said, "Thank you in advance, Mr. Marsh."
"All right. His case has caused a mighty uproar in public opinion. He's Leslie Eastwood's backer." Ivan
sighed. "If Leslie Eastwood is sentenced to death, it won't make sense for Clarence Saunders to be
sentenced for only several years of imprisonment."
"What do you mean?" Mya was anxious. She asked patiently, "Can you make it clear, please? I really
don't follow you."
Staring at her, Ivan explained, "It's possible your father won't have the death penalty. After all, he has
made contributions to Arkpool City. However, he might be sentenced to life imprisonment. After all, he
murdered people."
As the owner of an enterprise, Ivan must have correct views and integrity.
"Don't you try your best to fight for my father? A lifetime imprisonment has no difference from a death
penalty."
Mya stomped in a panic, tears almost trickling down her cheeks. "If he's imprisoned for a lifetime, it
must be a living Hell for him."
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