Chapter 444 The Battle Has Just Begun

Joseph was all too aware of Derrick's condition. With him lying like a lifeless leaf on the bed, Joseph only had Frederic to rely on now.

"How dare you call your brother's name!" Frederic chastised, then turned to Charles. "What did you want to tell me?"

Joseph raised his head cockily.

He radiated pure arrogance, like a man certain of his victory.

Charles shrugged. Every seasoned businessman knew that such conceit would not take anyone far in the world of business.

"Grandpa, aren't you worried that no one will take over the TS Group? Why don't you hand it over to Joseph?"

he suggested nonchalantly

Angelina and Frederic gaped at him at his words.

"Charles, what did you just say?" they blurted out in unison.

"It's exactly as you heard it," Charles answered, unaffected by their evident shock.

"You can't be serious!" Angelina shouted. Her anger rose, making her head throb with small pulsations. "Charles, it took you so many years to develop the TS Group to what it is now. I know it wasn't easy, but are you really just handing it over to others like this?"

Angelina's voice shook as frustrated tears fell from her eyes.

The TS Group was her lifeblood. When she heard that Charles was goin

clear to her. The whole accident was a farce directed and staged by Derrick, and even with this fact, Frederic was still trying to downplay his involvement. She could not simply just stand back and quietly accept his words. It was as if everything had turned into a big drama and she refused to participate in this playacting.

"Stop this now. It has been a tense day for all of us. Let Dad have a rest," Hardy said trying to prevent another volley of arguments. He looked at his watch and said, "Joseph, go home and ask the servant to cook black chicken soup for your grandfather. You're going to sleep in your father's ward tonight, right?"

"Yes, Uncle. You're right. Today has been stressful. Thank you for being the voice of reason." Joseph smiled triumphantly and went out, relieved to be let off the hook.

Angelina wanted to wipe of that grin from his face with her fist. "That bastard," she muttered. "And you..." She turned to Hardy and continued, "Since you're 'the voice of reason, ' then please enlighten me, because I'm going crazy here. You just defended that man who tried to destroy your own son's future. Is that what you call reasonable?"

"It's not finished yet. Don't worry," Hardy answered vaguely.