"After speaking, Terrence Lentz took out a pocket watch from his pocket."
"Take a look at this."
Harlan Lentz looked at the pocket watch in Terrence's hand, and was a bit stunned at the sight of it.
That's because the watch in Terrence's hand wasn't just any watch.
This was a symbol of the status within the Country Polluton Royal Family.
Something ordinary folks couldn't buy even if they had the money.
"A fake?" Harlan Lentz asked.
"Genuine article."
Harlan Lentz chuckled, "Terrence, stop wasting time and get packed already! Stop talking about all these unnecessary things. Your mom and Viola are still waiting for us!"
Terrence began to speak again, "Father, I am really ---"
He was cut off by Harlan Lentz mid-sentence, "Yes, yes, yes! I believe you, you're Mr. Terrence! You are!"
Terrence sulkingly thought, could his old father be more dismissive?
With his father unresponsive to his claims, Terrence Lentz resigned to his silence and quietly began packing his things.
