Chapter 1201:
Allison could sense that Brook was attempting to show some goodwill. He likely hoped to soften Kellanâs heart and secure benefits for the Lloyd family, aiming for a share from Dibya Group in the future.
But Hoyt couldnât understand the hidden intentions behind it.
All he felt was wronged and resentful.
âBut Dad, I put so much effort into that project. It was my hard work too. Why⦠why hand it over to him so easily?â
What he didnât know was that Brook despised anyone who challenged his authority.
Kellan owned his own company, which gave him the confidence to speak out, and Brook was powerless to stop him.
But to Brook, Hoyt was useless. How dare he question his orders?
This only made Brookâs impatience grow.
âIf youâre so unhappy with my decision, then leave the Lloyd family and start your own business! Pack your things tonight and leave the villa!â
Leaving the Lloyd family villa meant complete expulsion from the family.
Hoyt couldnât handle the thought of that consequence.
He was stunned by the words and couldnât react at first.
Only then did Hoyt realize his mistake.
The thought of his two-faced mother filled Hoyt with pain.
He immediately begged in fear, âDad, I was wrong. I shouldnât have disobeyed. Iâll reflect properlyâ¦â
Before he could finish, the phone was coldly slammed down.
As the screen turned black, he knew that Brookâs decision was final. Hoyt felt as though the world had crumbled around him.
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Kellan watched indifferently, showing no emotion. He told Sherman, âTake him away. The farther from the company, the better.â
âYes, Sir!â Sherman responded and followed orders.
However, as Sherman tried to restrain Hoyt, he suddenly snapped back to reality and turned to face Kellan.
âYou just wait and see. I wonât let you get away with this!â
Upon hearing this, Sherman strode forward decisively and struck him across the face.
Slap!
Sherman had long been repulsed by people like him.
So when he slapped Hoyt, he didnât hold back in the slightest.
The slap made Hoytâs cheek swell immediately.
âOur company doesnât tolerate disruptions.â
Hoytâs eyes widened, a mix of shock and indignation flashing across his face.
âWho the hell do you think you are, laying hands on me? Iâm going to teach you a lessonââ
Before he could finish his threat, Sherman quickly clamped a hand over his mouth and hauled him unceremoniously out of the building.
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