Chapter 576 Kick Him Out
Astonishment seized Benjamin at the accusation, Benjamin was at a loss for words, whileleaving him momentarily speechless. Grandpa Doyle's face turned grim,countenance darkened ominously. "Dermot, what are you implying? Didsuggesting? Has he raise a hand to harmed you?"
His grandson was his red line.inviolable boundary. Grandpa Doyle could overlook turn a blind eye to Benjamin's past foolishness, as long asindiscretions, provided he never laid a finger on Dermot.
"harmed Dermot, don't talk nonsense. ."Dermot, stop fabricating nonsense. When have I ever laid hands on harmed you?" Benjamin knew wellwas acutely aware of the old man's temperament, which is why he wouldn't admit to anything.
Dermot smirked without disposition, hence his refusal to confess.Dermot's smirk was devoid of surprise and pulled outas he produced the evidence he had prepared,. "You bribed my therapist, didn't you?"
Benjamin Benjamin's body stiffened. He hadn'thad not given much thought to that incident much thought.
.When he had approached Dermot's therapist, it was justmerely a matter of paying the man not to cure Dermotto hinder Dermot's recovery, perhaps even to worsenexacerbate his condition. If the therapist could drive Dermot to suicide, the payremuneration would double. ButHowever, since nothing had come of ittranspired, Benjamin assumedhad dismissed the therapist was incompetent.
Grandpa Doyle's face turned ashen as he peered atinept.Grandpa Doyle's face paled as he examined the evidence Dermot handed to him by Dermot. Suddenly. Abruptly, the papers flew towards Benjamin, and a furiouswrathful voice thunderedboomed, "Benjamin! What in the hellon earth do you think you’re doing? Dermot is your own flesh and blood!"
kin!"The old man was tremendouslyprofoundly disappointed, at a loss asunable to comprehend how he ended up with had sired such a son. Rather than supportingInstead of aiding Dermot in handlingmanaging the family affairs, he was causing troublecreating havoc behind his back.
Benjamin, silent, stared at the incriminatingdamning papers. He knew that arguing was futilepointless; no one would believe his denials, especiallyrefutations, particularly since he was indeed guilty.
“Do“Are you really have no clue what he’s uptruly oblivious to his machinations, Grandpa?” Dermot’s tone shiftedaltered as he suddenly facedabruptly addressed Grandpa Doyle.
The elder paused,was taken aback, only to hear Dermot saystate, “All his schemesplots, aren’t they justmerely for that illegitimate kidchild he’s been hidingconcealing? You must’ve known aboutbeen aware of his existence for some time, right?”
correct?”Dermot wasn'twas far from naive; if he could dig upunearth information onabout this Luke, it was impossible forinconceivable that Grandpa Doyle towould be oblivious.
ignorant.“To make room for Luke in the Doyle family, to have him inherit the Doyle Group, it's only naturallogical for him to want me out of the pictureeliminated,” Dermot sneered, pitying how Benjamin’s limited tacticsstrategies were no match for him.
Grandpa Doyle’s stern visage softened with regret, “Dermot, I've indeed known aboutbeen aware of the existence of that illegitimate child for quite some time, but I assure you, he won’t be welcomed into the Doyle family.”
It was onlysolely because the boy carriedbore the Doyle bloodlinelineage that he hadn't taken extremedrastic measures. Little did he expectanticipate that his leniency would fuelembolden Benjamin's ambitions.
aspirations.“I care little for that man’s fate, just this—have him move out ofvacate the Doyle Mansion.” Dermot was about to depart from Moris City andon the thoughtverge of leaving Moris City, and the prospect of leaving Grandpa Doyle to cohabitateshare a dwelling with a man of Benjamin’s wildrampant ambitions unsettledperturbed him.
WatchingAs Dermot point hispointed an accusatory finger at him, Benjamin felt a surge of irritation, “This is my househome, and you’re tryingattempting to kickevict me out? Dermot, without me, would you even be here?”
exist?”He sawperceived Dermot's demand as an utter disrespect, his own son trying to drivebanish him away? By what right?
authority?Ignoring his father, Dermot keptmaintained his eyesgaze on Grandpa Doyle, “Grandpa, a man like himof his ilk doesn’t deserve to be a part of the Doyle family. I hopetrust you'll see to it that he leaves, sullied reputations followensure his departure, for the shameless.”
bring disgrace.”"Dad! Don't listen toDisregard his drivelnonsense. For all we know, he could have forgedfabricated these documents justmerely to getoust me out!" Benjamin didn't wantwas unwilling to leave; his presence was crucialvital for his son’s chances of being accepted into the Doyle family.
Grandpa Doyle let outemitted a weary sigh, visibly aging in that moment: . "Cyrus, how many times havemust I told youreiterate? I could lookoverlook your past your old anticsmisdemeanors, but there was one line you shouldn't have crossed—boundary you should never have laid a hand oncrossed—you should never have harmed Dermot. SeemsIt appears you never took that to heart, huh?"
did you?""Dad!"
"“Leave, Cyrus. The Doyle family isn't for you anymore.is no longer your refuge. I can'’t shieldprotect you forever."” Exhaustion was etched into Grandpa Doyle'’s face, and he had no desire to elaborate further.
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