The Hart family members ranted and criticized Tyler incessantly, but Tyler remained unfazed.

Half an hour later, Old Mister Hart finally spoke up. “That’s enough, all of you. Be quiet!” he shouted angrily. “Leave. I need to have a private conversation with Tyler.”

Old Mister Hart had held sway over the Hart family for many years, and his authority ran deep.

Everyone in the room still hoped Old Mister Hart would come up with a solution that would allow them to continue enjoying their wealth and prosperity, so they dared not defy him.

With cold glares aimed at Tyler, they left one by one.

Thus, only Tyler and Old Mister Hart were left in the living room.

Old Mister Hart’s voice trembled. “It seems Saul’s hypnosis has failed. These years, you’ve never had any sense of belonging to the Hart family, and…I suppose you resent me and the Harts. Isn’t that right?”

For the sake of profit, he could give up

family’s power was both tempting and supreme, and he assumed

friends, only permanent interests. He thought that Tyler, after

“This was never my home,

no reservations.” Old Mister Hart managed a bitter smile. “I never expected

Hart had always been confident. However, he forgot that his

in taking control of the Hart family was not for power; it was solely for

replied calmly, “Grandfather, you’re getting old, and you shouldn’t worry too much. Rest assured that even if the

for his whole life being destroyed were

“Tyler, I know you care for the child Vicky is carrying. Now that you’ve become the head of

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