Chapter 671: I've also wished I wasn't your son

John paused, his voice turning colder. "But let's look on the bright side. You don't have much time left. You might not even make it to the trial before you are dead."

With each word he spoke, Max's complexion grew uglier.

Sitting on the bed for a moment, Max suddenly chuckled.

Then he gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, I'll transfer."

At his words, Eva, who was standing by, turned her head in surprise, unable to hold back. "Max, are you... are you really going to do this?"

Max reached out and grabbed her hand. "If I can't fill this hole, my properties and cars will be confiscated. I don't have much time left anyway. These things don't matter anymore. But what about you?"

"Max..." Eva's eyes shimmered with gratitude.

Taking the stock transfer document Ethan had prepared long ago, Max held the pen, his hand trembling as he slowly filled out the paperwork.

Ethan took it, double-checked, then nodded at John.

John's