The director of the medical department, Alan, was sweating profusely. Without hesitation, he ordered the Remington family members to move. "You all sit in the back!"
"In the back?" William protested. "But I’m supposed to go on stage to receive an award!"
Garrett's gaze turned even colder as he looked at Michael. "You did a great job arranging this, Michael."
Michael’s face turned pale. Abandoning all pretense, he grabbed William by the arm. "You? Who do you think you are? That award belongs to Dr. Cromwell!"
William stood in shock.
Even Daniel knew that saying anything now would be digging their own grave. He simply forced a smile at Garrett, hoping to smooth things over.
The entire Remington family, who had been seated in the front row, was now pushed into a remote corner.
William,
