"You all are truly disgusting. Ella, we're leaving!" Eric grabbed a napkin, elegantly wiped the corners of his mouth, and pulled Ella toward the door.
"You brat, did you hear what I said?" James stood up, shouting angrily.
Henry's eyes flickered as he spoke calmly, "Dad, if he doesn't want to, it's fine. There are plenty of people who can mentor me."
Grace quickly nodded in agreement, "James, Henry is right. There are plenty of others who can help him. Let's not push it."
Ella felt a deep chill in her heart. This mother and son duo were playing the good guys, likely fueling James' disdain for Eric even more.
Eric turned back, his gaze icy cold. "And what if I did hear you? If you're so capable, go ahead and disown me. Otherwise, I'm not moving out!"
It was his property, after all—why should he be the one to give it up?
