Joseph was still shouting, "You see, Charles feared that my father will take away his position as CEO, so he deliberately ordered Hiram to orchestrate a car accident that will crush my father to death. Woooh!"
Joseph dreaded the possibility of Derick's untimely demise because that meant no one would be left to take charge of the company.
If he took over the business, he would be swamped with work and would always be exhausted.
If he was always busy with work, how would he have time for flings?
Thinking about it made him dizzy. Of course, his concern for his father could not be denied. In fact, what Derrick told him that morning still lingered in his mind.
Charles was furious. "Joseph, if you keep talking nonsense, you will curse your father to death. It won't be the car accident that will take his life."
Joseph squatted down, covered his face with his hands and cried, "I am not cursing my father to death. You killed him! Charles, you are a murderer!"
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He was like Joseph in many ways. They had the same temperament.
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"Angelina, I have something to tell you." Frederic squinted his eyes and spoke in a low voice, but his anger and disappointment were still apparently intense.
Even in sickness, he remained as dignified as he always had been.
Angelina's heart sank. It felt like Frederic was settling his affairs in preparation for his death.
So she responded carefully, "Father, say what you must. I'm listening."
Angelina had always aspired to be a good daughter-in-law to Frederic. No matter how reluctant she was, she didn't show it.
"I can see how well you treat Joseph since he came back. He has always been frivolous. Whether you pamper or love him, you are the closest thing he will ever have to a mother. As a matter of fact, a nephew is just like a son. Just let me tell you, when I pass away, please don't let Charles and Joseph always get into a fight." When he finished his words, a tear fell from the corner of Frederic's eye.