Michael, mind your own business and go back to your figurines collection," Lauren snapped coldly.

The reminder of his embarrassing hobby filled Michael with rage and humiliation.

"Lauren, that pretty boy you're protecting is a dead man walking," Michael growled. "Considering Harvey's temperament, I'll rip my own head off and let him use it as a soccer ball if Andrew makes it out of the Weller residence today."

Just then, Harvey emerged from the platform with a dark expression. He shot Andrew a venomous glare before forcing a smile and announcing, "Everyone, please leave. It's my father's funeral, and I don't want to cause a scene. The Weller family's mercy extends just this once."

Someone from the crowd asked about the elder's hasty departure, and Harvey's face twitched with barely contained rage.

Still, he maintained his facade and replied, "Our elder is formidable and has protected the Weller family for years. He's just tired after multiple fights and needs some rest."