Before Mrs. Fitzell's words had even settled, Mr. Fitzell began, "Brian, your mother is right. Since Boss Thompson helped you during your most difficult times, you can't let him down now. If you dare betray him, your mother and I won't be able to hold our heads high when we go out! Don't worry about the money. We can sell the house, and the car you bought for me. We can sell that too. We're country folk. We're not used to driving that sort of car."
"Brian, I'm your sister-in-law. You can trust me. Just like your parents, I support you! Don't worry, and don't feel burdened. If it comes to it, we can sell the car and the house!"
On the other end of the phone, Brian Fitzell's eyes had already reddened.
He'd thought his parents and siblings in-law were calling to thwart his plans.
After all, people are invariably pragmatic.
But he hadn't expected this...
It was really him who didn't understand his parents and siblings in-law enough.
He was the one who was small-minded.