Chapter 154

Charles sat in the surveillance room, his long fingers gripping a fountain pen so tightly his knuckles turned white. On the monitors in front of him, the footage showed Jason and Edward deep in conversation at a private club. "The family head position should be mine." Edward swirled his wine glass. "I've settled things with the old man." Jason respectfully handed over a file. "Here's the latest breakdown of Hart Group's shares. I've followed your orders and quietly acquired another 5%." The pen snapped in half. Black ink splattered across Charles' perfectly white shirt. He shot to his feet, slammed his fist onto the control panel, and blood seeped from between his knuckles. "Jason... I treated you like a brother." His voice came out rough, torn at the edges, a sharp metallic taste rising in his throat. On the screen, Jason's flattering smile felt like a slap. "Don't worry, Mr. Hart. That idiot Charles still thinks I'm his trusted right-hand. By the time he realizes, he'll already be de