He Clings to Me Every Night

Edward Marshall put on a sullen face, using the authority of an elder to suppress Daniel, showing his intimidation every step of the way.

Daniel scoffed, his lips curling up slightly in a cold smile.

His penetrating eyes, filled with contempt and mockery, affixed on Mr. James Marshall, he said indifferently, “Mr. James Marshall, you don’t usually mingle with us, but now, you’re so concerned about my family’s affairs, interfering left and right, acting as if you are my grandfather.”

“You this child…”

Before Edward Marshall could finish scolding Daniel, the door of the hospital room was swished open by Olivia Jenkins, who sternly warned, “Keep it down, you’re disturbing Grandfather’s rest. It’s already past nine o’clock at night. The hospital has regulations; no patient visits are allowed after nine.”

Annoyed, Edward Marshall glared maliciously at Olivia, “When did it become your turn to talk?”

“Out…”

Although the voice was very faint, everyone in the room heard it, and Daniel immediately asked Mr. James Marshall to leave.

“Look, my grandfather has no objections to our decisions, so Mr. James Marshall, your concern is not needed. You should take care of your health. It’s late, be sure to remind your driver to be careful not to get into an accident like my grandfather. My grandfather was lucky to survive, but I can’t guarantee that will be the case for others.”

“You…”

Edward Marshall was livid and pointed at Daniel.

But due to his older brother’s recovery, Edward Marshall couldn’t vent his anger and had to let it go.

Suddenly, Edward Marshall’s voice softened, he whispered quietly, “Brother, you rest properly. I’ll come to see you another day. You focus on recuperating, I’ll keep an eye on the younger ones for you.”

The elderly man didn’t offer an opinion, and the ICU became silent all of a sudden.

Having gained nothing and only getting himself into trouble, Edward Marshall had no choice but to leave first.

Upon this, Michael Marshall and Daniel entered the room.

Michael Marshall held his father’s hand and whispered softly, “Dad, rest assured. With Daniel and I here, the Marshall Corporation will face no problems.”

The elderly man didn’t say anything but waved his hand.

Instantly, everyone understood and stopped talking.

Olivia Jenkins stayed in the room to take care of Grandfather, while Michael Marshall and Daniel left the meeting room.

Licking his lips, Daniel spoke very seriously, “Dad, don’t show them any mercy anymore. If you have any opinions or dissatisfaction, just express them. As you can see, Mr. James Marshall doesn’t usually associate with us, but now he’s so involved, and even acts superior. I think he just wants to be the only elder here, hoping that my grandfather will pass away.”

Michael Marshall sighed, “What peaceful days are there? In the past, your grandfather was there to shield us, his authority effectively dampening the scheming in the Marshall Family. They all think that I don’t voice my opinion because I am fine with everything, and see me as an easy target. I just disdain to argue with them.”

“Dad, you go rest. Don’t bother with these people, our family is thriving, which of course causes envy. Everyone has an ulterior motive. I think, you should know, Grace Martinez is the mistress of Uncle, his informant. Tomorrow morning, I’ll make a public announcement, parachuting in a new PR Director to phase her out. The moment her contract expires, we send her away.”

Michael Marshall nodded, “Follow your plan, clear all of their underlings out of Marshall Corporation.”

“With your endorsement, I can go ahead with this. After the new year, it’s time we made some personnel adjustments in the corporation.”

Michael Marshall’s eyes flashed a sharp glint, “I’ll sit for a while longer to keep your grandfather company.”

Without hesitating, Daniel asked, “Dad, are you waiting for Bella Thompson?”