His attitude was like pouring oil on the flames of Old Master Lesser's rage. Old Master Lesser, furious, suddenly stood up and grabbed the ashtray from the small table beside him, hurling it at Quentin's back, "Quentin, stop right there!"

With a loud "bang," the ashtray struck Quentin's back forcefully. Everyone in the room heard the impact, and just listening made them wince, let alone being the one hit.

Yet, Quentin didn't even grunt. His back, struck by the ashtray, straightened stubbornly as he continued walking towards the door.

"You... you..."

Old Master Lesser was so angry he was gasping for breath, clutching his chest as he bent over in discomfort.

"Ah, old man!"

Seeing this, Old Mrs. Lesser quickly stood up to support Old Master Lesser, looking at his flushed face with a mix of anger and distress, "I told you not to get angry, not to get angry. It's only harming your own health, but you just wouldn't listen!"

Old Master Lesser's hand gripped Old Mrs. Lesser's wrist tightly, breathing rapidly, almost gasping for air, yet he managed to speak, "He... he's going down the wrong path... if we don't correct it now, then..."

"Ah!"

Seeing him struggling to speak, Old Mrs. Lesser urgently called out to Andrew, "Andrew, quick, bring the car around, we need to take your father to the hospital."

After instructing Andrew, Old Mrs. Lesser tried to help Old Master Lesser sit down, but he stubbornly refused to sit, "I... I said today... must be implemented... let... let Andrew take over Grand Era Group..."

"Alright! I know!"

Old Mrs. Lesser was frantic, but Old Master Lesser passed out before he could finish his sentence.

Suddenly, the entire Lesser family was thrown into chaos, all busily mobilizing.

Eva Luther had been sitting silently to the side. Since her argument with Andrew, she had kept her mouth shut, not uttering another word. But seeing Old Master Lesser faint from anger due to Quentin, she couldn't stay silent anymore and hurried out to chase after Quentin.

After following him for a while, Eva finally caught up to Quentin. She called out to him several times, but he ignored her. She had no choice but to quicken her pace and, just as she was about to catch up with Andrew, she grabbed his arm from behind.

"Huff... huff... huff..."

She was breathing heavily, and after catching her breath, she anxiously said, "Quentin, dad fainted because of you, please go back and check on him..."

Quentin turned around, his eyes brimming with profound disappointment, "I thought you were rushing to see if I was badly injured."

"Quentin..."

Eva shook her head helplessly, "I do care about you, but dad... dad really fainted. Big brother has already called for a car, please go check on him..."

"Heh..."

Quentin laughed coldly, his hand gently pushing away Eva's hand, his laughter tinged with cruelty, "He has already stripped me of my power, why should he still be angry? Shouldn't he be celebrating with Nancy and Charlie right now?"

Eva furrowed her brows, incredulously looking at him, "Minglin, what are you talking about?"

"What I said, didn't you hear me clearly?"

Quentin turned away indifferently, coldly saying, "Don't think I'm powerless against Charlie now. Having been in Liverton for so many years, if I didn't have my own influence, the third brother would have devoured me long ago."