Kyle slowly walked into his family home, a smile on his face. "Father!""Father!" he called again, walking further in. "He's not here."The smile disappeared from the alpha's face as he saw his father descending the stairs. He straightened, nodding. "Good afternoon, Dad.""You sure look happy to see me," Vincent commented dryly, sitting on the couch.Kyle didn't say anything."I don't blame you though," his dad continued, looking at him. "How was your trip?""It was good," Kyle replied. "We've secured more contracts for the company."Vincent stared at him for a while. "That's not the reason I sent you there.""I wanted you to form good relations with employees and executives before you take over.""A leader can only achieve success if his followers are happy with him."Kyle nodded. "Thank you for the advice, Dad.""I'll keep that in mind.""See that you do, son," Vincent replied, opening a whiskey bottle."Whiskey?" a voice asked incredulously. "Seriously, Vince?"Kyle turned to see
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