Clayton walked in. His gaze indifferently swept over his surroundings. He hooked his lips and asked, “I heard that your health is much better now?”

When Quavon was admitted here back then, he was in a very bad state.

Quavon’s most beloved son became a vegetable, and the career that he was most proud of became someone else’s. How could a normal person withstand such a blow?

However, Quavon was no ordinary man.

No matter what, Quavon was able to make a name for himself in the Libertian business world.

Thus, Quavon still had remaining power.

Quavon looked at Clayton with a gloomy gaze. He did not have a trace of compromise or goodwill in his eyes. “Sorry to let you down, but I still have a long way to go before dying.”

At this point, Quavon and Clayton had completely fallen out with each other. There was no need to maintain their superficial father-son bond for the sake of certain interests.

After all, judging by the current situation, Clayton was the clear winner.

Clayton saw th