"You were always on my neck about your brother, but you couldn't even take care of him? Can you even do one thing right, 𝘴𝘰𝘯?" Hector scoffed, throwing his cigar on the ashtray. I bit my lip to stop myself from cursing him out. Hunter stood by his seat, his head bowed low as he listened to his father spew nonsense at him. I clenched my jaw in anger, that poor son of a bitch probably thinks he deserves this disrespect from his father.
Hector stood up, grabbing Hunter by his collar, as he stared at him with, his nostrils flaring as he yelled, "I spend years building up this reputation to my name and you, so easily throw it away!" Releasing the collar, he let his son falter back, his head still hung low as he clenched his fists by his side, "If I knew what a disappointment you would be, I would have invested my time in Asher in the first place." Hector laughed drily as he sat back in his seat, "Now I can't even do that because you trained him to be like yourself, a coward!"
