There was something about the man, which was making Jacob difficult to control his laughter. Was it his funny appearance and cunning smile? Or was it because of the edited picture that Isa had sent him? Or his messy moustaches covering his face? Jacob did not know, but he literally covered his mouth with his fingers to keep his lips from grinning.
The bald man, grew a bit surprised by the boy's reaction. He was not nervous, infact he was laughing as if he was looking at a joker!
"Mr. Miller, I see you are very happy!" The man mocked in a sarcastic tone.
"And..I am sure you are happy to see me happy!" Jacob replied quickly in a similar mocking tone.
The audience was surprised how cool and composed Jacob was, even in the presence of a man like Charles Hilton.
"Offcourse! Offcourse! Though I found your earlier words very superficial." Charles again gave a wicked smile, to the boy.
"Ahhh! In that case, I would suggest you meet a counceller. It is a very common problem to have such negative thoughts!" Jacob pursed his lips, controlling his laughter.
The crowd errupted in laughter, while Charles looked at the man angrily. "What the hell do you mean by that. Give me one good reason to believe in your company! Just one reason! You can only make false promises, but I am not the one to believe in a shitty company like this!"
The crowd gaped at the man in horror. Today he had crossed his limits. The man had spoken too much today!
Isa who was by now, standing inside a shop, wearing her ear pods in one ear, held her phone tightly, out of anger. Right now, she could have slapped the man, if she would have been there. Having read so much about him, she knew the man was a total trouble-maker and was least thankful to the Miller company, for all the money he had earned.