Emily POV
"The point here son is that there is something you can't hide and that is your pure selfishness. If you really thought beyond your nose you would see that you are not worthy of that position and that you are only going to harm us all, if you ever get to the vice presidency which carries a lot of responsibility. Do you like your little yellow car, your luxuries, and your party? Then expire from the post because you will surely bankrupt us, you cunt."
He sentenced with venom without even a millisecond's hesitation, throwing dozens of daggers at the chest of his son who right now had a strong feeling of pain marked on his face.
"What a big fucking shit Chris. Damn" He returns trying to laugh with sarcasm but underneath that facade, I could see his pain: "Are you sure you're my father? Does your father talk to you like that?"
