"The second option is actually quite simple, too. If you don't hand everything over to me willingly right now, then I'll just have to wait until you pass away. As your only legally competent son, I will take control of the entire Valerius Family."
Liam Valerius paused, the sinister glint in his eyes growing more intense. "I'd advise you to choose the first option. That way, everyone's happy. If you want to pick the second, that's fine too. But I don't have the patience to wait for you to die of natural causes, so I might just have to… give you a little push."
Jameson Valerius clutched his heart, his face turning a dark, dusky red. "Are you threatening me? You want to kill me?"
Liam Valerius chuckled. "Oh, Father, don't put it like that. I'm a filial son. I'm just helping you on your way. *Helping* you!"
