Chapter 833

"I didn't expect it to really be you, president." In the darkness, Cameron looked at the familiar, aged face. His eyes were filled with disappointment. "Old president, save me!" Seeing Mason, Jackson felt a surge of intense joy, as if he had grasped at a lifeline. Mason didn't respond to him. His cloudy eyes were fixed on Cameron. At nearly 100 years old, he was considered a venerable man. Compared to his younger days, his body was significantly more stooped, and his face was etched with the wrinkles of time. "Does this mean you're the one backing the Xander family? And that you orchestrated the massacre of the Morgan family 15 years ago?" Cameron took a deep breath, but his eyes couldn't hide his disappointment. Mason had once seemed so kind and devoted to the people and the country in Cameron's eyes. "I know you're disappointed in me, Cameron. But today, could you spare Jackson for my sake?" Mason spoke in a deep and powerful voice. However, Cameron's disappointment only deepe