Chapter 1592

Matthew's steps slowed. He gradually stopped and turned his head toward Morell. "Is there something else?" Morell's face felt hot. He coughed to hide his embarrassment. "I'd like to discuss Chavelle Wheat with you, Mr. Grant." "Discuss with me?" Matthew muttered. He glanced over at Monty, letting his gaze rest on Monty's face for a moment before returning to Morell. "Are you really in charge?" Morell suddenly lost confidence. He turned and looked at his son. Monty smiled and said, "My dad's in charge. Yes, he can make the decision." Matthew spoke in a cold tone. "Quiet. I'm talking to your father. Don't interrupt! Have some manners!" Monty's face twitched. He shrugged, trying not to look embarrassed. "Alright. I won't speak anymore. You two can talk." Matthew said coldly, "You still seem upset. Let me tell you, if not for your father, I wouldn't stay here another second." Monty looked embarrassed and dared not say more. He finally understood that the more he spoke, the worse it