Charles Whitmore was a mess , his nose bloodied , eyes swollen , and tears still clinging to his face . as he launched into a whiny tirade . " Dad , she hit me ! She humiliated me in public ! You have to get revenge for me , I swear , I'll ruin her and her whole damn fam , " Smack . Harold Whitmore silenced him with a brutal slap across the face . " You ungrateful brat ! Apologize to Miss Black . Now . " Charles was stunned . " Are you insane ?! She hit me ! And you're taking her side ? " Harold didn't even blink . He kicked the back of Charles's knee , forcing him to collapse onto the ground . Then he turned to me , bowing slightly , his expression full of regret . " Miss Black , I failed as a father . Please forgive him . This is entirely my fault . I casually patted his shoulder . " Harold , have you forgotten how you went from a street hustler to the CEO of Whitmore Enterprises ? Who backed you every step of the way ? " Harold bowed even lower . " Of course not . Mr. Black changed my life . I owe him everything , and I'll never forget it . " Charles finally realized just how deep in shit he was . His voice trembled . " Dad ... who is she , exactly ? " Harold slapped him again , this time across the back of the head . " You stupid little bastard . You really had to go and mess with the daughter of Raymond Black ?! " " Raymond Black ... Black Viper Syndicate ? " Charles choked . " Bingo . And while the Viper Syndicate might've gone quiet in public , anyone knows they're still pulling strings from the shadows . " " Every major company in Riverton , including ours , has their money in it . " Chapter7 45.45 % " I spent months setting up this marriage meeting for you , and instead of playing it right , you assaulted her in public . You've lost your damn mind . " The arrogance drained from Charles's face , replaced by pale , sweating terror . " I didn't know . I swear , I didn't know ... Miss Black , please . I was wrong . I didn't mean it . Forgive me this once . " I glanced at him with a smirk . " You're not apologizing because you feel guilty . You're apologizing because you're scared . " " If today , I'd been an ordinary woman , wouldn't you and Bianca have walked all over me without a second thought ? " The crowd murmured in agreement . "Exactly ! That guy only bullies the weak . No remorse , just fear . " " Serves him right . Thought he was untouchable . Guess the God had other plans . " " Miss Black , don't let him off easy . People like him only learn through consequences . " Harold looked panicked now , hearing the voices around us growing louder and angrier . " Miss Black , " he said quickly . " He was ignorant . I'll discipline him myself . Just this once , please let him off the hook , for my sake . " I narrowed my eyes . " I've never been publicly insulted , slapped , and threatened like this in my life . If I just walk away now , how the hell am I supposed to swallow that ? " Harold hesitated , then exhaled heavily . " What do you want to do with them ? " I looked from Charles to Bianca , letting the silence settle , " You want to throw your weight around , use power to crush others ? Fine . Let's take all that power away , " " I want you to strip Charles of his surname and inheritance . Cut him off . From this moment on , he's no longer a Whitmore . " Charles bolted upright . " What ?! I'm your only son ! Who's going to inherit the company ?! " Harold opened his mouth to argue , but I cut him off . " Inheritance ? That's based on the fact that the company still exists after tonight . My father is on Chapter7 45.45 % his way right now . Tell me , Harold , what do you think he will do when he sees my bruises ? " That shut him up . Chapter8