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?”

prioritized his interests. For the sake of profit, he could give up his family and loved

Hart family’s power was both tempting and supreme, and he assumed any man would

permanent enemies or friends, only permanent interests. He thought that Tyler, after tasting the thrill of holding

did not deny it. “This was never my

it, you have no reservations.” Old Mister Hart managed a bitter smile.

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

of the Hart family was not for power;

assured that even if the family truly goes bankrupt,

worked for his whole life being

Hart looked at Tyler and softened his tone. “Tyler, I know you care for the child Vicky is carrying. Now that you’ve become the head of the Hart family, you can marry whomever you wish without anyone’s interference! You see, this is the advantage of

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