CHAPTER 86

King had stupidly insisted on studying medicine, giving Preston the leeway to gain control over most of the Miller family’s businesses. Even now that King had decided to get into business, he still wasn’t as sharp as Preston.

Preston had successfully gained Claudia’s favor, and was now the owner of most of the Miller family’s fortune.

King turned back to look at his father and answered him with disdain, “If you want to have the chance to enjoy the rest of your miserable life, you'd better stop thinking too highly of yourself and know your place. Preston may be your nephew, but his mind a hundred times sharper than yours. The only thing your brain can do, is play around with women and bring my mother trouble.”

Brock clamped his mouth shut after that, watching in silence as his son walked farther away from him.

What more did he actually expect? King had held a grudge against him since forever. He was probably also haunted by that year when he got missing.

“Mr. Miller,” called a bodyguar