"You really do have guts, to the extent that you dare call me names, I think the Beazell Group has enjoyed such a good life in Baltimore that they have become so arrogant."
"Master Jason?"
"Hold it there, what qualification do you have to call my name?" scorned Jason.
"I'm sorry President Wyatt, it was a slip of tongue," Linda begged. The last thing she needs now is another confrontation with President Jason. She had barely recovered from their last encounter at Wyatt Corps.
"Yeah, the same way everything is going to slip through your fingers until Beazell Group goes penniless."
There was an awful expression on Linda's face as understanding gradually dawned on her.
"President Wyatt, please spare my family. I know I was wrong and won't ever offend Kathleen again."
"Now get lost and don't ever appear anywhere around this Mall again."
