“Hi dad…” Hayden said as he smiled sheepishly at his father.
“Don’t you dare ‘hi dad’ me!” the boss screamed so loudly that his face became dark red.
“Anger management, dad. Anger management. Think of what the doctors said. You don’t wanna pop a vein…” Hayden said with fake concern.
“You’re the one hoping that I’ll pop a vein. Do you have any idea what you’ve done? Josh’s father is my friend and a very important business partner. He ships goods for us Hayden…” the boss said stressfully.
“What did that good friend of yours tell you? He didn’t tell you what his son did, did he?” Hayden challenged.
“Why don’t you be a good son and stop beating around the bush. What happened Hayden?” the boss asked.
“Nothing happened. He laid hands on what was mine…so I was forced to teach him a lesson…” Hayden said with a shrug.
His father sighed loudly as he turned away and sat down on the sofa, his hand rubbing his temple.
