Leon Battleson pressed on his somewhat sour stomach, looking oddly at Oliver Battleson in front of him,
"If it hadn't been for Mia White or the support from the White Family, do you think the Battleson Group could have developed? Oliver Battleson, do you really think you're so capable?"
"You rebellious child! You're clearly the spawn of that despicable woman, raised as such a disgraceful being! I should never have spared that woman's life back then!"
Oliver Battleson's eyes were filled with bloodshot veins, and he squeezed these words full of anger through clenched teeth. However, as soon as he finished speaking, the smile on the man's face vanished instantly.
"What did you say?" Leon Battleson's expression turned dark, and then he picked up a thick, long whip from the table beside him, and viciously lashed it towards Oliver Battleson.
