Chapter 395

Oliver’s body trembled violently as if every fiber of his being rejected the notion of surrender. He blurted out instinctively, “No!” Eleanor arched a brow, her expression tightening with a deep austerity. “No? How can you say no?” Her voice was calm, yet it sliced through the tense atmosphere like a blade. “A ninth-rank elite medal holder like you? Do you truly believe you’re fit to lead the Hampton family?” “You…” Oliver’s face flushed a deep crimson, his fists clenched at his sides. Yet, for all his rage, he couldn’t find the words to refute her claim. The old master and lady remained silent, their gazes flitting between Eleanor and Oliver. Eleanor took a step closer, her eyes narrowing as a steely determination set in. “Whether you like it or not,” she said, her voice firm and unyielding, “control of the Hampton family will change hands today. And if you dare to resist…” She let the words hang ominously, her gaze sweeping over the room like a storm. “I will destroy the Hampton fami