“I wouldn’t be surprised,” Adam chimed in. “Dad’s really old now. What if he collapses…”
Sophia pursed her lips. Look at how eager they look. They probably can’t wait for sparks to fly.
Jonathan was worried sick too. He gritted his teeth and stared at Evan.
“Look what you’ve done. You just had to keep getting involved with this woman! If something happens to your grandfather because of this, you and that woman won’t get away with it.”
“I’ll take care of this, Dad.”
Evan shot Sofie a cold glare before pushing the door open and striding into the president’s office.
“Did Dad call him in?” Lisa asked, frowning.
Adam shook his head.
“Oh, God! Nicole’s already giving Dad such a hard time. He’s probably going to lose it if Evan goes in to help her!”
Lisa put on a terrified expression before continuing, “Let’s go in too, Adam. We’ll be the witnesses in case Dad collapses!”
Sophia eyeballed her viciously.
You’re not worried about Dad or concerned about trying to calm him down at all. You’re afraid there’d be no witnesses around if he collapses from anger.
You just can’t wait to act as witnesses!
Even Adam could tell his wife sounded insincere, so he shot her a glare.
“Dad’s just fine! What makes you think he’ll collapse? But the way he’s yelling is indeed worrying, so let’s go calm him down.”
Lisa stilled for a moment and nodded.
If one had to describe someone as too ‘carried away’, it would be her.
She smiled sheepishly. Whoops! That was a slip of the tongue.
“You’re right! Let’s go take a look.”
The two walked toward the president’s office, but just as they opened the door, a teacup came flying in their direction.
With lightning reflexes, Adam hastily shut the door.
Bang! The teacup crashed into the door and shattered into pieces.
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