Ten Strikes and You're Out
"If this were back in the old days, a man in your position would be bowing at my feet the second he stepped inside, so what makes you think this attitude is going to cut it?
"Here's the deal. Get on your knees or give me a full bow, and I'll agree to let you in and maybe get along with you."
With that, I dragged over a chair and settled into my seat, crossing my legs.
Elton shrieked and stumbled back as shards of glass cut his skin.
As he hissed in pain, Morgan slammed the table, his expression hardening.
"Jonas! Are you sure you want to cross the Conners? Do you have any idea what that will cost you?"
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