Morrison was unsettled and his heart weighed heavily. He waved his hand to let his servants leave. He specially instructed his servant to inform him immediately when Sampson arrived. He was clear that as soon as Sampson were to come to the Quinn residence, he would visit Jack and Amelia first.
The Quinn family of today was not the same as in the past. Morrison felt as if time stood still.
Morrison kept looking in the direction of Truman and Cissie’s room. Perhaps these two did not know what was going to happen and were still enjoying each other’s company in the room.
Morrison pursed his lips, grinned, and smiled bitterly.
After ten minutes, footsteps could be heard coming from the courtyard. The steady and firm footsteps were like a sledgehammer pounding on his chest. He hurried to his feet and saw Jack, Jim, Amelia, and Sampson walking in. Sampson was severely obese but his well-tailored suit effectively covered his bulge.
But now, Sampson no longer looked like a dignified head of the wealthiest family of Sunam. He perspired profusely as he looked flustered and worried as he followed closely behind Jack.
“Mr. Russell.” Morrison greeted politely and respectfully. When Old Master Quinn was alive and when the Quinn family was at its former glory, he had some interactions with the Russell family. It seemed like the rich and powerful had a large social circle but in reality, the higher up the social class a person was, the smaller the circle he would have.
“Mr. Quinn, I’m sorry to bother you.” Sampson appeared surprised when he saw Morrison but he quickly composed himself and said, “I’m so sorry that my ill-bred son had caused so much trouble at the Quinn residence. I’m grateful for Mr. Quinn’s graciousness in the handling of this issue.”
“You’re too kind, Mr. Russell.” Morrison smiled awkwardly as he glanced at Jack. Morrison heaved a sigh of relief in his mind when he noticed that Jack’s expression did not seem any different. The then quickly said respectfully, “Mr. Hughes, I’ll take my leave if there isn’t anything else.”
“Stop right there!” Jack said calmly.
Morrison’s eye twitched and throbbed but he controlled himself and slowly turned around.
What Jack said the next moment shocked Morrison and he was unable to maintain his composure. Jack did not look at Morrison but glared towards Truman and Cissie’s room as he said, “You are responsible to resolve this issue.”
What Jack said put Morrison into a panic. Even Sampson’s pupil constricted and his expression changed.
“Mr. Hughes, it is not appropriate for me to handle this. Now Amelia is the head of the family and she should be the one who handles this.” Morrison’s forehead started to sweat. He endeavored to keep his head down so that the others would not notice his fearful expression.
He knew that he could not get out of it since Jack had already decided. It felt as though a huge hand had slapped him senseless.
He was not a fool. After the incident happened with Truman and Cissie, he obediently watched over them in the hope that he would be able to ease Jack’s rage towards him. He was mentally prepared for punishment and it was only an issue of its severity.
But now Jack wanted him to resolve this matter and that placed him in a very difficult spot.
After the Quinn family’s collapse, all of the Quinn family members had high hopes for him. All of them hated Jack and had been hoping for the Quinn family to stage a comeback. In other words, if the Quinn family was to rise again, then Morrison would be the popular choice to become the head of the family.
Even if he were to handle this matter on behalf of Jack and Amelia, he would upset all of the Quinn family. This matter was more complicated than it seemed. Jack was trying to create a situation when the rest of the Quinn family would rebel against Morrison. Jack was literally trying to uproot him from the Quinn family.
“Uncle Morrison, this is a name list that we prepared.” Amelia placed the list in front of Morrison.
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