Michael Marshall had awakened, his speech slightly slurred, and he felt stiffness and little sensation in his lower half.
Upon learning of his own condition and the possible sequelae, Michael couldn't help but laugh bitterly at himself.
After struggling his whole life, hysterical throughout, Michael had never imagined his end would be like this. Perhaps this was his retribution!
The old man's heart was filled with a mixture of emotions.
Seeing his son in such a state, the old man no longer had the heart to speak harshly and softened his tone, "You just focus on your recovery. You're not young anymore, so stop causing trouble. Let Daniel handle the affairs of Marshall Corporation. For now, follow Daniel's arrangements, and don't issue any orders that might cause unnecessary panic and harm the corporation."
"Are you still going to oust Matthew? He is my son too!"
