?<strong>Chapter 587:</strong>


    “I’ll be honest with you about something. Most of the people around you answer to me. If you want a better life from now on, you’d be wise to behave. Do you understand?” With that, Griffin withdrew his hand. Kallie quickly wiped her chin as though she’d been touched by something filthy.


    The gesture reignited the murderous gleam in Griffin’s eyes.


    Jake, eager to defuse the situation, stepped forward. “Mr. Perry, let’s go. She’s not worth our time.”


    Griffin cast onest nce at Kallie before snorting and heading toward the door, Jake following closely behind.


    As their footsteps faded down the hall, Kallie finally exhaled, a shaky breath of relief. She no longer felt as ufortable as she had before. She could finally rest easy tonight and have a peaceful sleep.


    Jake was undeniably smart.


    Griffin had taken several of Jake’s suggestions, and subsequently, his rtionship with Ernesto had improved significantly.


    Ernesto had even entrusted Griffin with organizing the uing gathering of the ind’s wealthiest elites, a crucial event.


    Ernesto gazed at Griffin with a hint of satisfaction. “You may not be my most exceptional son, but you are definitely clever. Your biggest w is not knowing how to bnce toughness with gentleness. You always prefer to lean on violence. Now, it seems you’ve made significant progress. That’s a good thing.”


    Griffin offered a rare smile and responded respectfully, “I owe it all to your excellent guidance.”


    Having coffee with Ernesto, Kallie remarked with a hint of sarcasm, “Griffin’s still young. Kids his age tend to go through rebellious phases. Ernesto, I’m surprised you trust him with something as important as this banquet. I think it’d be wise to have someone assist him.”


    Ernesto nodded thoughtfully. It appeared he agreed with Kallie’s suggestion.


    Griffin, standing nearby, red at Kallie, his face twisting with barely contained fury. “I’ve managed the ind’s affairs just fine. A simple banquet is a walk in the park. Are you concerned, or do you have a personal vendetta against me?”


    Kallie’s smile deepened into a sly, mocking grin. “Do you honestly think you’ve managed the ind effectively? If it weren’t for my interventionst time, your father would have been seriously injured. He’s not young anymore. Who knows what kind of trouble might have followed if that de had cut him? Regardless, he was once faced with danger, which reflects your poor management. It’s been ages yet you still haven’t found the culprit.”


    Griffin’s fists clenched at his sides, the tension between them palpable.


    Ernesto’s cloudy eyes narrowed, and he coughed lightly before speaking with irritation. “Griffin, calm down! Kallie has a point. Don’t lose sight of our goal. Going against her won’t serve you well.”


    Griffin’s eyes narrowed, a sh of anger crossing his face. Catching Ernesto’s disapproval, he stered on a fake smile. “You’re right. I was being thoughtless.”


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