Saving Rafaella

Alexus looked at him. He was looking over his profile. The older man was busy formulating ideas. Then Mr. Jones returned to the table once more while still standing. He waited for the older man to speak as he lifted both hands to the table.

"I'm not as heartless as their father, but even if I squeeze my brain at these times, I can't think of a way to solve the problem I'm currently facing. I now recognized what a huge error I had made. When I accept that course of action, I depend on material things. If she marries him, their lives will be happy and content. So tell me, how can I escape this predicament? Nothing at all."

While looking at Rafaella's father, Alexus's emotions were torn between sympathy and wrath, but he was also considering ways to save the older man and his daughter.

"Yeah, I admit it. I made a terrible mistake, and I did it because I was fixated on gambling. But the truth is, I am too weak to get out of it."

"However, Mr. Jones, do you understand the implications o