As the words fell, Ethan Grant swung the baseball bat towards the large vase on the side.
This vase was genuine, bought by Mr. Grant at a high price.
With one swing, the vase shattered, leaving shards all over the floor.
"Ethan Grant, you've rebelled!"
Mr. Grant couldn't control himself, pointing a trembling finger at Ethan.
Mrs. Sterling was somewhat frightened, not expecting Ethan to be there to smash the Grant Family.
"I've rebelled, so what can you do about it?"
Ethan asked wildly and mockingly, swinging again, this time targeting the food on the dining table.
The plates and bowls shattered, sending food splattering everywhere.
Even on the Matron Grant and the Sterling Family members.
"Ethan, don't be impulsive." The Matron Grant said urgently.
After all, they were father and son, and there were guests present.
Ethan didn't care anymore; he only knew that if he didn't personally take action to destroy the Grant Family, he would go mad.
