A Ruling Passion – Chapter 0360

Conflicting emotions danced on Charles’ face. “You got me, kid. Your dad told me about it before that fateful accident. I was shocked when I heard about it. He had such a loving relationship with your mother, you know? He spared me the details, but he mentioned explicitly that if there ever came a day when his two sons become bitter enemies, he would want me to step in. Now that I think about it, it sounds pretty foreboding, doesn’t it? Maybe he foresaw his end, or maybe it was never an accident...Of course, that would be the Tremonts’ private matter. I wouldn’t understand.”

Mark lowered his gaze to the table. His eyes became two perfectly opaque screens masking his aroused emotions, leaving his balling fists as the only clue to his true feelings. “Don’t bring him up in the same sentence as my mother, Uncle. He doesn’t deserve it,” he said. “Regardless, that was his last wish, wasn’t it? You honor him as you see fit, then. But I will tell you this, I’ve never wished harm upon that little crook. He brought it on himself.”

Cold shivers ran across the older man’s spines. “Oh, but... well, he’s your brother, isn’t he? Flesh and blood and all that. Both of you have been living in your separate bubbles peacefully for years, and you gotta admit that’s good, right?” he admonished. “Listen, you’ve been carrying the Tremont legacies on your own since you were eighteen, when has your little brother ever come into that picture? If money is what he’s after, stuff that in his piehole and watch him leave you alone. Isn’t that so much better than-”

Mark’s phone rang before Charles could finish, prompting the latter to gesture toward it and beckon him into answering.

The young man spied Henry’s name on the screen and furrowed his brows. His butler would never call him unless it were urgent. “Yes?”