James, consumed with rage, swung a punch at Eric. "You bastard, you ungrateful son..."
Before his fist could land, two of Eric's bodyguards quickly stepped in, grabbing James's arm.
James's own bodyguards rushed over, and the tension in the room escalated as both sides stood off, ready for conflict.
"Dad! Don't act on impulse. Calm down and think of a way to handle this crisis!" Henry shouted, trying to steady Grace, who was barely able to stand.
"Eric, you bastard! How could you do this just for revenge? You've destroyed Nelson Group!" James roared, as if Eric were the one to blame, not Grace.
"Tsk tsk, there's no reasoning with someone like you. It was Grace who ordered the use of substandard materials. It was Grace who hit that little girl. Yet somehow, all the blame lands on me? James, your talent for twisting facts is remarkable. It's just a shame you've been bullied by a woman for decades and never even realized it. Pathetic and spineless!"
