'He didn't understand. Isn't this the Mellon Family's private property? Isn't my last name Mellon? Why do these bastards and peasants, these lowest of the low, care so much about my family's business?'
"I don't know," said Timothy. "Right now, not many people know the full story. But since he hasn't shut you out completely, it means the situation isn't entirely hopeless."
'I love you, my dear grandpa. Even though you're an old bastard who won't step down, I still love you.'
"But that doesn't mean I won't deal with you," Timothy snapped. "Now, get your ass back to your apartment and pack your bags immediately. First thing tomorrow morning, my private jet will be waiting at the airport to take you to a wellness center in Switzerland. You can detox and go through rehab while you're there."
"To Switzerland?" Charlie was stunned.
