Spreading Dark Secrets

"You take it easy," Michael replied again. He straightened his back and followed what Greta did. The man took the coffee cup and took a sip, "I won't hurt my nephew. I just want to take what is rightfully mine."

Michael straightened his back on the back of the sofa. "I don't know what I'm going to do. The important thing is that I will remove Oscar from the CEO seat of Petersson Communications."

Greta's hand clenched tightly at Michael's words. People would have seen smoke coming out of her ears and her eyeballs turning all black if they were in some kind of a movie.

"Are you crazy!? Oscar is the only successor to Petersson Communication in the current generation! In the next few years, the company will definitely belong to him!" Greta replied in a shrill tone.