Adam's dominating face staring straight at Alexander. Both didn't want to back off, Alexander returned the staring with a mocking smile. They were like this before, teasing each other and then got mad, fighting, that's how were with each other.
"Don't tell me you did…" Michael suddenly cut in between their staring contest.
"Dad…!" Adam was frustrated listening to his accusations. "No!" He denied with a solid no. "Can we move on? What is the matter?" He looked at his dad with the deep furrows in his brow.
Michael agreed and walked to the table. Pulling the chair, he took a seat. "Ah Alex, sit. It is great you are here too."
"What is it?" He took a seat and glanced at his watch. "Wait, wait, will this take long?"
Adam gaped, "Why?"
"I haven't called Camellia yet." He was telling them honestly and didn't feel the need to hide.
