Ramon was like a proud, arrogant father, and the grin on his face was particularly wide and smug. After doing a little dance—something he had never done, even when he had won a billion-dollar business deal—he finally had the time to check the other results she had sent along.
But when his eyes fell on Jayden's perfect score, he only snorted. "At least he was able to get a perfect score." Just like his father back then. At least they had a good gene in their family.
He knew Jayden wouldn't have sent it to his father, so he did the good deed of sending it to that man himself.
Maverick seemed to be online, as he immediately called him.
"Hey, hey, how did you get my son's result? Did he send it to you?" Maverick sounded extremely sour. Well, why wouldn't he be, when his son was so busy that they were now only able to talk through the phone?
