Chapter 218

• Hearing Tedmond speak to him like that, Ottis looked like he’d been shot. For all the times he’d visited the Griffin mansion, even the legitimate children never dared talk back to him. Yet here was a bastard—Tedmond—standing tall, eyes firm, tone sharp, not backing down.
• “How dare you?!” was the only thought roaring in Ottis's mind. How dare a maid’s son talk to me like that? Just because he got a few shares, did he suddenly think he was something now? Arrogant fool. He was still the same low-born brat he’d always been.
• Ottis clenched his jaw, rage bubbling in his gut. He would take back those shares—crush Tedmond’s delusion of power.