Chapter 903

Hearing those words, Paul paused mid-step and turned to face Sergio. Adjusting his gold-rimmed glasses, he asked, "You know who I really am?" "What do you think?" Sergio replied. "Well, go ahead and expose me then. Honestly, I'm tired of being 'Mr. Palmer.' You have no idea how dull it is pretending to be Samuel." "Mr. Palmer!" Edgar growled, his face darkening with disapproval. Paul straightened his suit and turned to Sergio with a more serious tone. "Mr. Brooks, come with me." Inside the study, Leonard had heard every word of their conversation. Without warning, he kicked off his shoe and hurled it at Paul. "You useless brat! What good are you?" he spat. Paul, quick on his feet, dodged the shoe. But Sergio, standing behind him, calmly caught it. "Mr. Palmer Senior, let's get down to business," Sergio uttered as he walked over and placed the shoe back in front of Leonard's desk. Noticing Sergio's poised demeanor, Leonard nodded and commented, "The grandson of Peyton