Chapter 195

“Yo-you can't do that! I've worked so hard to run the family company after you my whole life!" Paul seethed adamantly and tried to rush towards him.

However, Charles grabbed his arm and twisted it behind his back, sneereing spitefully, “With everything you've done since the last two months, do you really think you're suitable enough to lead the Michigan family?"

"I know I’m capable of doing so, so get your damn hands off me!" Paul exhaled heavily, struggling to get out of his grip all to no avail.

He, however, stopped struggling when Moore was helped back into his wheelchair by the man who wheeled him around.

Moore faced the guests, the expression on his face as serious as ever, but with a slight hint of melancholy in his eyes.

"A few months ago, I was informed that my grandson, Paul, is mentally unstable. The diagnosis didn't sit well with me as I have personally nurtured him from when he was just a baby up until this point of his life. So I refused to believe it and asked the da