A heated discussion on how to deal with Lucas broke out in the conference hall, with everyone offering their own opinions and suggestions.
Oliver’s lips curved into a mocking smile as he looked at the man before him, disdain flickering in his eyes. “And what do you plan to do? What can you do to him? He’s the Lord of Portelva—do you really have that kind of power?”
The man he mocked was Benjamin, second in line within the Moretti family. His expression darkened, his eyes flashing with anger as he glared coldly at Oliver. With a derisive snort, he said icily, “Oliver, you two are brothers, aren’t you? Yet he’s older than you—and that’s why he inherited the title of family head…”
Before he could finish, Oliver’s face twisted in fury. He cut Benjamin off sharply, shouting, “Shut up!” He de
