A Word of Praise
“Why don’t you listen to your son’s ideas, Edgar? He is a fucking business genius, for the little I gathered in what? Three days? And you are incapable of noticing!”
“Kiara” Chris hissed through gritted teeth
“What? You are the one who should be defending yourself! You have amazing ideas, why don’t you fucking share them?!”
“Language!” Intervened Patricia. Really? She was talking about crushed futures here and the woman was worried about swearing.
“Have any of you ever noticed the things he’s done? Because all those stuck up business partners of yours have.”
“He doesn’t need cuddling, woman. He’s not an artist” Edgar replied in a condescending tone. Showing his true colors, wasn’t he?
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