Francis's front teeth had been broken by John, so he sounded like he was leaking air when he spoke.
Kerry stood up from the ground and said calmly, "Francis, Uncle! I don't know why you're here today, but I want to tell you that this painting was given to me by my friend. We're no longer related, so I have no obligation to give this painting to you."
"For you?" Francis, who was in the wheelchair, sneered. "Who do you think you are!? What right do you have to take that painting? Let me tell you: you better get this straight. Sharon gave you the painting as a congratulatory gift for the hotel's opening. A portion of the money from the hotel belongs to our family, and my name is still on the contract! Besides, if it weren't for my grandfather, how could you know how much this painting is worth? Moreover, you even got someone to beat me up. I haven't asked you for my hospitalization bill, so just be satisfied!"