" You sounded tense over the phone. Did something happen?" Joshua sat together in a luxurious reception room with Delphina, not knowing what to say.
Over the time he drove out here, he received several more reports of how his son Jake made things worse for him. Informing the media and calling the police chief were all worrying news; it was good that he didn't see the information yet, or else he would have coughed up blood!
" That... how can I say... we might have gotten into trouble." He danced around the subject, trying to find a way to lessen the impact.
" Speak comfortably; your hesitation is only making it worse." Delphina's intuition was tingling wildly, seeing her subordinate act strangely.
" My son, Jake, might have offended the Rothschild family."
" Pff...what?!" She spat out the tea that she was leisurely drinking. What the hell was he talking about? She thought.
