?


    Damon turned back, still smiling. "Is there anything else?"


    Richard gritted his teeth. "Fine. I''ll buy your shares at market price, but you have to sign right now!"


    Damon''s smile deepened. "Market price was the offer earlier. You missed your chance. Unless it''s double the market price, I won''t agree."


    Richard nearly fainted with rage. "Damon, don''t push your luck! Double the market price-how can you even ask for that?"


    "I''m just talking business. You''re free to decline," Damon replied.


    "There''s no way I''ll agree to that! Market price, not a penny more!" Richard growled.


    Damon nodded. “Then, I''m afraid I have to say no deal. I''m not selling.”


    Before Richard could respond, Damon was already out the door.


    Cyrus wanted to chase after him, but Richard stopped him. "Come back! Even if you catch up to him, he won''t sell to you. We were wrong from the sta


    Richard had thought that holding the doctor card would give him leverage over Damon, but he had forgotten that Damon


    was never one to be controlled.


    Given Damon''s current attitude, it was clear that


    getting thepany back from him was a lost cause. Richard sighed, his gaze contemtive as he looked over at


    Brandon. "If I remember correctly, you have a decent amount of shares too."


    Brandon looked up at him, noticing the calction in Richard''s eyes.


    He smirked mockingly. “Grandpa, I only have 6% of the shares. Don''t even think about it. I earned those shares through my hard work over the years a not giving them up.


    "If you n on taking them to hand over to some failure, I''ll make sure


    everyone knows what happened today. I''ll also go public with what you did to Uncle Damon for your own gain."


    Richard''s expression turned cold. "So, you''re going to side with your uncle against me now?"


    Brandon stood up, patting away the wrinkles in his suit. "Grandpa, you''re overthinking it. I''m not stupid, and I don''t have a habit of giving my money away to others. You''d bettere up with another n


    With that, he left.


    The living room was now deathly quiet, with only Cyrus family and Richard remaining.


    After what felt like an eternity, Cindy


    could no longer hold back. "Dad,


    should''ve agreed when Damon


    you


    offered to sell at market price Now


    we''ve lost everything."


    Richard shot her a cold re. "This is a Sumner matter It''s not your ce to meddle!"


    Cindy''s face went pale, and anger


    shed in her eyes. "You think I want to meddle? From the way Damon acted today, he''s clearly nning to use the Sumner Group to control you! Let''s see how you handle that when the timees."


    "Cindy, shut up! Is that any way to speak to your elders? Apologize to my father!" Cyrus demanded.


    "Apologize for what?! What did I say that was wrong?!" Cindy shot back.


    "Apologize, now!" Cyrus barked.


    "I won''t! If you want to apologize, do it yourself!" Cindy shouted.


    The two of them began arguing loudly in the living room, practically shaking the walls with their shouts.


    Annoyed by the noise, Richard yelled, “All of you, get out! Get out!"


    He stood up in a rage, raising his cane to drive them away.


    Just as he lifted his arm, everything went ck. He copsed back onto the sofa, unconscious.