Andrew stood quietly, his gaze cold as he observed everything unfold.

Kenny and Sherilyn's attention was locked on Jameson and Tiana, and they did not even notice Andrew standing at the back of the crowd.

Tiana's voice was like ice as she snapped, "Kenny, what's the meaning of this? If you've got something to say, we could've handled it behind closed doors as a family. Was it really necessary to bring outsiders?"

Kenny looked pale, clearly still exhausted from handling Michael's funeral, and his energy was visibly drained.

Even so, his words were sharp and venomous. "Tiana, you f*cking bitch. You're still trying to sway me through familial ties?"

He scoffed and added, "Where were you when Michael died? You said nothing then. Today, I'm taking the position of the head of the family. As for you and Jameson… You'll spend the rest of your lives on your knees at Michael's grave!"

Jameson's face was red with rage as he shouted, "Kenny, can't you think straight for once? I've told