Nathaniel Nathan glanced at him. "How you do it is your business. This whole thing was your idea; it has absolutely nothing to do with me."
Jack Judd was stunned again, completely unable to figure out what game he was playing.
Nathaniel Nathan was utterly contemptuous of his intelligence and added irritably, "How could a person of high moral standing like myself possibly think of such malicious schemes? As for you, even if you're a thug with some style, you're still fundamentally a thug."
Jack Judd understood immediately. He quickly said, "Yes, yes, of course. I'm just a thug."
Nathaniel Nathan waved his hand, and Jack Judd immediately left, clutching Cara Preston's bag.
After Jack Judd left, Nathaniel Nathan sighed softly. 'My wife doesn't want anyone else meddling in her affairs. I have to be so secretive just to help her. My life is so hard.'
