Chapter 32- Rage

“You won’t dare talk to me as though I’m a child! I’m still your father and if you push me to the edge of the wall, you won’t be excited by the outcome!” Mr. Philip bellowed angrily as he took slow steps towards Ethan, who had turned mute.

“He is my son, and so many things made me confirm that! He showed me the picture of his mother too”, he yelled and clenched his fist in fury.

“You mean the picture of your whore? The bitch you fucked around when you were supposed to be with my mother?” Ethan asked, without a glint of remorse in his expression.

“That whore gave me a son and that son is still my blood!” Mr. Philip chimed in.

Richard, who had been watching them suddenly, stood up and broke into loud laughter.

“This is funny, but then, I didn’t find the part where you called my mum a whore funny. But then, the argument going on between you two is quite interesting!” He said and picked up a glass of wine which he gulped down hurriedly.

“Sit down like the bastard you are!” Ethan growled.