"So, you were just trying to scare me with empty threats," Ernest snarled. "Do you understand how serious the consequences will be?"

Before Andrew could respond, Ernest pointed at Natasha and commanded, "My patience with you has worn out. This kid is your man, and since he's been disrespectful, you'll have to pay the price!"

"Ernest, how have we offended you?" Natasha asked angrily. "If you don't want to sell the Aurora Lotus, fine—we'll just forget about it."

Ernest sneered. "You think you can just walk away and make me look like a fool? I have my pride. Now, regardless of what you want, you'll face the consequences. Otherwise, I'll deal with this kid first, then settle scores with West End."

Natasha's expression changed as she realized Ernest had completely abandoned any pretense of courtesy. Meanwhile, she wondered about Andrew's prediction that Ernest was supposed to be gravely ill today.

Seeing Natasha's troubled expression, Ernest thought he had the upper hand. He smirk