(Author's POV)
*Crash*
"NIGEL, do you know what you have done? Do you have any fucking idea? You moron," Wyatt Long threw a ceramic vase straight towards his son. But because of Zara's quick intervention, it ended up hitting the floor, just a few centimeters away.
"Wyatt, what do you think you are doing? You almost hurt Nigel," she reprimanded, shouting at her husband.
"Shut up, you foolish woman. It is because of you and your indulgence toward this good for nothing, piece of shit, that the Long name has to face such a humiliation today. All the employees, my friends and the entire Red Stone know what he has done. Soon, everyone in the high society would know as well, and it would ruin my business. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?" Wyatt lashed out at his wife. "Not being able to secure the first position wasn't enough; he even went and spread nasty rumors, and that too using one of the company's systems. How stupid. Utterly useless."
