Vincent returned after dusk since he still had plenty of meetings before returning to his office and then to his mansion.
He had already told Maria to meet him in his home office because he was curious about the recording.
'Well, if it's not worth my time, I might as well fire that old hag because she did something out of my instruction. A disobedient old mutt needs to get euthanized sooner or later.'
Vincent did his usual routine by taking a warm bath after work, wearing pajamas, and then eating dinner before throwing the food to the maid's or the cook's face.
Because none of them made a good dinner, no matter how many times Vincent beat them to do it better.
"Damn, how many times do I have to tell all of you incompetent dogs to make something similar to my wife's cooking? What's so difficult?! Why can't it taste the same?!" Vincent yelled after he threw all the plates on the floor.
