Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Five - I need the truth

“Good morning, Young.” Timothy started, but once he saw the look on Jason’s face, which warned him not to call him by the honorific. “Good morning, Jason,” Timothy said, correcting himself. Calling Jason by his first name made Timothy slightly uncomfortable, and even if Jason was never a big fan of being called Young Master, it felt strange to hear Timothy call him Jason.

The air between Jason and Timothy was thick with unresolved tension from the last time that they spoke on the phone.

“Good morning, Timothy,” Jason said in a flat tone, which amplified the awkwardness in the room.

Franklin's eyes darted between Jason and Timothy. Noticing the tension between the unease that Jason felt, he decided to excuse himself so that the two men could discuss it in private.

“If you both will excuse me, I have some documents to sign in my office. Jaso, we’ll discuss later,” Franklin said. He greeted Timothy, then walked out of the office.

For a few seconds, both men stood in silence, which Jason