James sat by his desk and peeked up at Maxim after every few seconds, but dared not say anything. Maxim was in a very bad mood and was walking to and fro at a rapid pace with his hands clasped behind him.
"If you have something to say then say it! Stop glaring at me like that." Maxim turned his head around and looked at James right in the eyes with an angry look. James jumped up in his chair and grasped his heart in a fight. Maxim was stunned after seeing him get scared like that.
"What kind of man gets scared so easily?" Maxim clicked his tongue annoyedly.
James patted his suit and stood up straight before fixing his glasses, He then cleared his throat and spoke. "What does getting scared have to do with being a man? We all are human and we can be weak in some aspects… isn't that right?" He asked in a meaningful tone.
"You are wrong, A man shouldn't be afraid of anything… He shouldn't be weak, being weak is for women." He replied stiffly.
