Harvey sneered. "I know you're angry and confused right now, but don't you think you've deserved this for a long time? You've been sitting on the throne of the Weller family for years, refusing to pass it down to me."

Kane's heart burned with fury as he roared, "You ungrateful bastard! Just because you want the title of family head, you think you can do this? Betray your own blood?"

Harvey's face twisted into a snarl, his teeth clenched. "Why can't I? Don't you get it, Dad? I've been waiting for this for years. I've had enough of waiting."

He added, "If you were healthy and strong, I wouldn't even think about it. But you're not. You're barely hanging on, yet you refuse to pass the title to me. Don't you know how torturous that's been for me?"

Kane could not believe his own son wanted him dead. The ridiculousness of it all stung, especially after all the work he had put in. Despite struggling with his illness, he was still trying to pave the path for Harvey for his future.

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