Chapter 4294
An outsider listening in might have thought Hunter was cursing a sworn enemy rather than his daughter.
Darren strode forward, his expression icy, until he stood directly in front of Hunter.
The old man faltered mid-rant, momentarily silenced by the younger man’s intimidating aura. However, he then jutted out his chin defiantly, glaring up at Darren with a mix of bravado and wariness.
“Y-you—what do you want?”
Darren’s voice was steely cold. “Mr. Clark, your sons are in prison. Your grandchildren are minors. Your daughters-in-law want nothing to do with you. So tell me—who exactly is going to provide for you in your old age?
“And not long ago, Ms. Caroline already gave you a substantial sum for your living expenses.”
Hunter’s face twisted. “Y-you think you can threaten me with this? I-I have plenty of money! I don’t need her handouts!”
Despite his bluster, his earlier arrogance had visibly deflated. His voice, too, had shrunk to a mutter.
“Mr. Clark, my advice? Go home. Accept r

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