As his subordinate, Hogan didn't have the right to say anything regarding Tremaine's family affairs. However, if Hogan spoke as a senior member of society, then his opinion held weight.

Tremaine glanced at Hogan. "Mr. Welmert, what are you trying to say?"

Hogan said, "Mr. Tremaine, you are the president of Nashaland, and filial piety is a major priority in our country. That old lady is your grandmother. You've actually made that old lady apologize to a little girl who is still wet behind the ears in front of everyone. This does not

show filial piety!"

The older people get, the more severe and direct their words are.

Hogan was a very intimidating man and had just put Tremaine on the spot.

Yuliana interrupted, "Yes, Mr. Welmert, it's just as you said! I don't believe that Tremaine would have done such a thing on his own. Maybe someone else is behind this!"

In the past, Yuliana wouldn't have dared to say such things in front of Tremaine, but now that Hogan was here, she had become much bolder.

Having heard Yuliana, Madam Quartley's resentment increased even more.

Tremaine ignored Yuliana.

He looked directly at Hogan. "Mr. Welmert, since you yourself have said that I am the president, then let's think of it this way. Did you know that in Nashaland, even if a member of high society commits a crime, they would be punished in the very same way as a commoner would?"

"Of course, I am aware."

"Good." Tremaine said coldly, "Although the lady in question is my grandmother, she still made a mistake and should therefore apologize for it. Don't you agree?"

Hogan's expression didn't change. "What mistake did she make?"

Before Tremaine answered, Madam Quartley spoke, "I just tossed her soup away. Is that such a crime?!"

After Madam Quartley was done talking, Yuliana chimed in. "That woman is so annoying. Madam Quartley doesn't like her, so she tossed the soup. Is that wrong? Doesn't Madam Quartley have the right to toss away the soup of this commoner woman?!" Hogan was quiet.

He felt a dull pain in his head. These two women...

These two... Were these two women seriously throwing themselves under the bus?

he wanted to help, he didn't know what to

looked down at Hogan and said, "Mr. Welmert, you heard it yourself. What more do you

of emotion flashed within Hogan's

grandmother is in the wrong, you shouldn't have made her apologize. You are her grandson. What

every word, "Since Grandmother has made a mistake, she should apologize. Similarly, I am also in the wrong, and I will apologize as well. No one in Nashaland is

"Madam Quartley, I have been very

"But in the same way, you have

firmly and with powerful intent, leaving no room

Madam Quartley was stunned.

looked at Hogan with pleading eyes. Tremaine's sudden shift in tone left her unsure of what to

the whole situation very

been able to gain an upper hand over Tremaine due to the fact that he was Madam Quartley's grandson, but now Tremaine had openly apologized to her, and done it so humbly that there

end, he only shook his head at Madam Quartley while looking

that they'd lost this battle, but he would find another way to get back at

was filled

end, she swallowed her pride and held back her rage. She then said, "I spilled your

when Tremaine stopped her

what

only one who tossed

Yuliana was silent.

glared daggers at her, which made

that she couldn't

had already apologized. She couldn't continue with

bow her head. "Yesseca, it

darted out

heard both Madam Quartley and Yuliana apologize to

soup away, they had been horribly arrogant. She'd never expected to hear them apologizing to her within a blink of an

Quartley

to Tremaine, "Mr. Tremaine, your way of rendering people speechless is impressive, but have you ever considered that you might

replied coldly, "When Grandmother went to toss my woman's soup away, and bully her for no reason, did she even consider she might

again, "With this incident I'm going to let everyone

could have been handled quietly, but because of his anger, Tremaine

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