''So, you secretly met with those useless shareholders and bought shares to my law firm to get a stronghold in there against me. Vincent, if you want to beat me, you are still wet behind the ears. I am your father, and you got your brains, and cunningness from me.'' Ben laughed.
''Did you think I wouldn't find out about the dirty tricks you are playing behind the scenes? I know your every move. You can't be slick with me, Vincent. I am your father.'' Ben shouted.
''Do you want to bet?'' Vincent leaned over and asked with a daring gaze. The two shareholders in the office were too spooked to speak. The back and forth between the father and son was terrifying to watch.
Vincent moved back and laughed. ''Do you want to bet whether I will beat you at your own game or not? After all, this is fun to you. Now that I want to join in, you can't handle it?'' Vincent continued to taunt his father.
