"Bright Sampton, I won't allow you to risk your future like this!" Jane Sampson's tone grew severe, "You're only in your 20s, and him? How old is he already? Why should a man who has been an adult for several decades make a mistake and have such a young person like you bear the risk?"
"If you take on this risk, will he appreciate your kindness? You'll put him in a sanatorium, and he will only curse you! Only hate you! Eventually, he'll cause you even more trouble!"
"Don't you care about your future? Don't you care about your reputation? Do you want to end up in prison together with him later?" Jane Sampson asked. "Have you thought about these outcomes?"
Bright Sampton had considered it, but even thinking about it was of no use.
Because Bright couldn't just stand by and watch as their father ended up in prison.
Bright couldn't do it.
As long as Bright was human, as long as Bright could think of even one solution, Bright couldn't do nothing.
