He nodded, taking his seat, legs crossed. I had no favors left for him, certainly none for his father's sake. If he wanted to rant, he could, but then he’d need to leave my office."Why are you here?" I asked, watching him closely. There was something off about the way he was staring into my eyes, as if there was more he wasn’t saying.I sat back, waiting for his response. Instead of answering, he stood up, casually walked toward my desk, and sat down on it, settling himself comfortably."Mr. Adams, I will not tolerate this here. You can't move around as you please. This is an office, not your playground." My voice was raised, teetering on a near scream.He ignored the reprimand. "I received your termination letter from my father. But what gives you the right to speak to him the way you did?"So he wanted to change the topic. Fine. I could play along. I leaned forward, meeting his challenging gaze."Your father must have fed you the same lies he tells everyone. Just like you, I suppose
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