George lifted his brows. "I thought he was the one who dropped out of art school. Why do you speak of things differently, Scott?"
"He dropped out before they could even give him the ultimatum. I can't be wrong because I was the one who forced him to leave that place." Scott only snorted. He just glanced at the two again and glared at Duke some more. "He will never stop holding his brushes if no one forces it off his fingers."
"Are you angry that Rowan is painting again? Because of what happened to him in art school?" George frowned a little. "I think you should let him explore his own trauma and pick up his passion with a healthy mind. Or do you not want him to do that… so someone can join you in misery?"
Scott moved his head up and stared at his uncle. "I am not miserable, Uncle. Where did you get the idea? We already spent too much time here. I'll get the deputy to disperse the employees."
