In that moment, the responses came quickly.

"Ken Zeller"

"Carson Zeller"

"Bryan Zeller"

Each name that was called out made Felix's disappointment deepen. They were all his father's siblings—his own relatives.

Years ago, Matthew had handed the company over to them. And now, they were pulling this kind of stunt on their nephew? It was revolting beyond words.

"Are these debts something my father owed?" Felix asked coldly.

No one dared to lie anymore.

"No, Mr. Zeller. The debts are from the current Zeller Group. They've been stalling on payments, and just yesterday, they told us to collect it from you. They said if we harass you for three days straight, they'll pay us back."

"That's right. That's what happened!"

"Same for me."

Felix waved them off dismissively. "Get lost."

The group scrambled to leave, practically falling over themselves in their haste. Once they were gone, Felix turned to Stinger.

"Stinger, what did you find out?"

Stinger, ever respectful, replied, "Zeller G