"You're an idiot. So what?"
Michael's words thundered in Kaleb's ears. His mouth opened slightly but no words came out.
"Do you think your family would like that you're throwing a tantrum and ruin their image, just because you lost a small, private competition? I doubt that they would love to see you gambling either," Michael added, his voice growing colder with each spoken word.
"Your actions are childish and so is your attitude. I cannot believe that you're already 17 years old. You act more immature than some 5-year-old children!"
Michael was a little bit disappointed. Except for Kaleb's bad first impression, Michael thought that the young man from the Zenovia family might have a better personality and some brains. Unfortunately, that didn't seem to be the case.
Kaleb, who was already boiling in anger, couldn't control his emotions anymore. He took a stride closer to Michael with blazing flames of hatred flickering in his eyes.
