Ella tightly gripped his hand, her eyes gradually reddening from the disdain she saw in James's gaze.
"You don't even live here anymore, so what's the point of keeping the room? Didn't you say you don't recognize me as your father? Whether you stay or not makes no difference," James sneered, not backing down as he stared at Eric.
Ella pursed her lips, then let out a small, mocking laugh.
"You're using such shameless and domineering tactics just to claim a room," Ella said coolly, her eyes full of scorn as she looked at Henry.
"Shut up! You have no right to speak, you outsider!" James snapped coldly.
Ella chuckled softly, "Old Mr. Nelson, as the former CEO of Nelson Group, don't you think forcing Mr. Nelson out of his home with these underhanded tactics is both childish and vile? If you want to drive him out, at least use some real skills."