Chapter 865 We Weren’t Bullying Grandpa

“Then what about Jon? He's a Whitman. I won't object to it if you make him the new leader." "Are you trying to force my hand?! Stop flattering yourself. I'm far more experienced than you. How dare you play these tricks on me! I may have one foot in the grave, but I can still punish you and make your lives in Docwood difficult!" Harold shouted. Although he was scolding them, he was telling the truth. Preston had been in jail for several years, but he had not suffered much on account of the family. Preston would have languished in jail if Harold had been serious about punishing him then. Though he was outraged, Preston did not dare to make a scene. He gave up and sat in an armchair. "I don't give a damn. I’ll just be frank. Only Jon or I can be made the leader. Don't even dream of giving the position to someone else." Trying to curry favor with Harold, Jonathan massaged Harold’s shoulders. "Grandpa, we only wish to help you shoulder the burden. We need someone to manage the company