#Chapter128
Jason walked out to the parking garage full of rage and angst only his father could conjure up. He thought, at least, he was over this anger towards him. But the one thing that got under his skin the most, was him trying to tell him how to be a good husband and father. How, the fuck, dare he? Dan Sanders believes he is the father and husband of the year but he was clearly losing in everyone else’s mind. The son of a bitch was far too vain for his own good.
As he gathered his keys, he heard an engine rev and looked up now back to the reality he was forced into. He saw a young man who looked to be, maybe, nineteen with curly black hair and light caramel eyes, like his. His jawline and nose seemed vaguely familiar, as well, but this young man was a much darker tone. So Jason thought nothing of it. His car, however, was intriguing. A sparkling white Bugatti—brand new. Jason walked over to him.
/"Wow, this is nice./" He complimented.
