Barnes

“How dare you speak to me like that?!” Barnes hissed, puffing with anger.

The paparazzi flashed their cameras at the scene, capturing both Barnes and Moses.

Moses' dog growled its fangs threateningly at Barnes, but Moses cautioned it with a warning. “Stay!”

Barnes was afraid of the Doberman pinscher, but he tried to act tough. “Better warn your mutt not to bite me, or I'll make you suffer for it.”

Moses glared at Barnes. “I don't appreciate being slapped, Barnes. That was totally uncalled-for.”

“And so what?” Barnes challenged. “You can't do anything to me.”

“I'll give you a warning,” Moses said, his voice hard. “Kneel and apologize to me.”

“Such audacity,” Mrs. Harlow came up behind him. “If there's anyone here who needs to kneel and apologize, it's you, Moses.”

“That's right,” Barnes grinned. “Bow and apologize for being a miserable piece of garbage.”

Moses took out his phone and dialed Genevieve's number.

She answered on the first ring. “Good evening, chairman. What can I help yo