Lionel had barely been seated for a few seconds when he heard their comments, and his brow furrowed deeply.
"We're here today to decide my future with this family. Is anything else really necessary?"
While the rest of the family deeply respected the elders, hanging on their every word and never daring to talk back, Lionel was a different story.
He had no time for their games and held no respect for their positions.
After all, they hadn't shown him a shred of kindness since his return, constantly trying to undermine him.
Lionel knew full well that they would praise him in front of Quennel just to put his brother down, yet they never had a good word to say to his face.
These old fossils saw everyone as pawns, commodities to be manipulated at will.
Lionel’s arrogant words hung in the air, stunning everyone in the room. They stared at him in disbelief.
Quennel and Mrs. Mary Rosenberg nearly burst out laughing.
They knew Lionel had always despised the elders, but to be so defiant at a time like this? Was he not afraid of being thrown out of the Rosenberg family for good?
Just yesterday, Quennel had laid out the grim consequences of being exiled from the family, yet here Lionel was, spouting the same insolent nonsense.

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