"Do you really want to do this?"
Sutton was furious, frowning as he looked at her.
Autumn Ellison kept a stoic face and said nothing.
"You're only pushing Stellan further away. Can't you listen to me for once?"
"All I know is that he is unqualified both as a son and as a successor. I won't let this go. He won't easily return to the company."
Autumn Ellison finished angrily, stood up directly, and returned to her room.
Sutton sighed heavily, sitting down on the sofa, helplessly looking at the butler.
"Where is Stellan now?"
Stellan Sutton had turned off his phone, and they still couldn't reach the boy.
If this continues, Ms. Ellison might really do something drastic.
"Mr. Sutton is currently at his wife's house,"
said the butler, worried.
"Really?"
Sutton frowned, "I don't know if this is good or bad now. If Ms. Ellison finds out, won't she be even more furious?"
"There's no way around it. After all, Mr. Sutton only lost his temper because of his wife."
