As if he were the one who owed Mr. Jacobs money.
Seeing Julian Sterling hesitate, Mr. Jacobs immediately sensed something and said hurriedly, "You just said you'd agree to anything within your power! Now I'm just asking for an IOU, and you're already backing out?"
Julian Sterling's lips moved again and again, but in the end, he just couldn't bring himself to say the words, "I can't give you that much money."
"I..."
"If you won't give it to me, then fine. I'll go to the Sterling family estate and cause a scene! I'll hound you the same way the media hounded me—you, and that wife of yours... what's her name, Grant! Maybe if I kick up a big enough fuss, we can get the case reopened and win my daughter justice and clear her name!"
'Reopen the case?'
Julian Sterling frowned.
'If they really reopen the case, wouldn't Evelyn Grant have to face prison time again, or even the death penalty?'
'No.'
'He no longer wanted Evelyn Grant to pay with her life.'
