GET ME YOUR FATHER

The door swung open, revealing a group of people Mason wasn't familiar with. Adam stood beside an older man in his seventies, and Mason assumed him to be his father, Mr.Hoston Morrison. His cranky old figure was in a branded suit, and Mason crunched his nose at the security men behind him.

"I said get me your father, Mr.Adam, not the entire security department," Mason said with a wave of pretentious anger crawling onto his face. Mason knew exactly what would happen the moment he boarded that elevator to the top floor, and he knew the company handover wouldn't go smoothly without the presence of his mother. Still, he had her signature, and he also wanted to test his authority without the help of his mother.

Mr. Hoston's raging eyes panned at Mason, who would have been scared in the past, but right now, he waved the old man's gaze, pointing to the seat opposite him.

"Have a seat, Mr.Hoston," Mason said, his words increasing the old man's anger, who felt his pride was being stamped upon
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