Ethan Sullivan's sarcasm was merciless.
His cold gaze pinned Amelia Sullivan in place.
"Even if Father learns about today's incident, what could he possibly do?"
"Do you really think such petty tricks can threaten me?"
Ethan spoke the truth.
With his current wealth and influence, he could maintain his standing in A-City even without the Sullivan Group.
The Sullivan Group was his mother's legacy.
Ethan would never surrender it.
As for that irresponsible father of his—despite holding partial shares, he wouldn't dare oppose Ethan openly.
Ethan released Amelia's wrist.
He wiped his fingers with deliberate indifference, as if touching something filthy.
He and Sophia Sullivan were alike in this regard.
Both had an aversion to repulsive things.
"Whether it's the racing competition or the kidnapping incident—whoever orchestrated it must face the consequences."
Ethan's words were a clear warning.
"This is the Sullivan residence. We don't welcome trash here." His voice was icy. "Charles, escort them out!"
The elderly butler immediately summoned security.
Suppressing his anger, he addressed the mother and son.
"Mrs. Sullivan, please leave voluntarily, or we'll charge you with trespassing!"
The security team closed in, their presence intimidating.
Amelia froze.
She had hoped to provoke Ethan into revealing weakness, but he didn't even bother pretending.
Not only had he laid hands on her, but he was also expelling them!
Zachary Sullivan trembled with rage.
He struggled to his feet. "Who dares throw me out? I'm a Sullivan heir! You—"
Before he could finish, the security team surrounded him.
Ethan scoffed.
"A Sullivan heir? You?"
"An unacknowledged bastard will never belong in respectable circles."
His eyes darkened.
"If they refuse to leave, use force."
"Yes, sir."
The security team brandished tasers.
Dr. Ian Gallagher twirled a scalpel, his smile serene.
"Don't worry. I won't let you die here."
Amelia paled.
She hadn't expected even a medical heavyweight like Ian to side with Sophia.
"You're all insane..."
Zachary scrambled backward in panic.
Amelia hurriedly helped her son up. "We'll leave! But Ethan Sullivan, mark my words—your father will hear of this!"
"Finished?"
Amelia stiffened.
Ethan remained unmoved.
As security prepared to act, she hastily supported her limping son and fled.
Zachary spat threats over his shoulder. "You'll regret this!"
Yet when security advanced, he sprinted faster than anyone.