Spencer was so enraged that he was shaking. He slapped Matt's hand away and said furiously, "Your mother tried to kill me so you can be the heir of the family. How dare you show up like this? Aren't you ashamed? Are you here to fulfill your mother's wish?"
Spencer showed no respect, nor did he care about how Matt felt or how others thought. His anger was obvious, his questions right to the point. He had had enough. Like mother, like son! However, gentle he pretends to be, I can't trust him.
There was too much between them, like a furiously rushing river, rejecting anyone to cross. The death of Matt's mother, the twenty years of loneliness and abandonment Spencer's mother and Nathalia had been used to.
Spencer's question brought a shock to the crowd. "What?! That's horrific." Someone exclaimed.
"Indeed. Is it true? It's terrible."
"Shouldn't the president think it over before handing over the company to his younger son?"
