"You bastard!"
Silas's rage was surging!
The brother-against-brother conflict often depicted in dramas had now befallen his own family.
They say family scandals should remain hidden, yet Jace Will, in his pursuit of power and position, even schemed against his own father.
Silas didn't care about anything else, but as the Vein Holder, he had lost all face today, completely outmaneuvered by his own son.
If word got out, how could this old face face the world?
What a disgrace!
"You were fooled? You're senile! You abolished the elder and favored the younger—so what if I tricked you? Even I can make a fool of you, which proves you're unworthy of being the Vein Holder!"
Jace, his eyes red with rage, roared, "I don't even understand how Grandpa handed the position over to you! Senile old fool!"
"Watch your tongue!" Osvaldo stepped forward, pointing at Jace who was hiding behind Silas: "Eldest Young Master, mind your words!"
