Martin's face contorted in anguish, his eyes dulling with deep regret. He drew a deep breath, the air escaping his lips in a slow, labored exhalation.
His mouth opened, hesitating as if searching for the right words, before he finally spoke in a pleading tone, "Vincent, please...just try to understand."
Vincent's anger erupted, his voice exploding into a furious roar as he abruptly cut Martin off, drowning out his words.
"No, Father! I won't understand! You've lied to me my whole life, and now you're taking away everything I've worked for! If we had to compete or prove ourselves somehow, that would make sense, but this...this is just unfair!"
David, who had been observing the escalating confrontation with growing unease, cautiously intervened, his voice thoughtful and calm.
