The Poor Billionaire's Revenge.

Chapter 60

Back at the Fairmont office. Duncan and his son Travis had made plans to reach out to a few investors Athena had unfinished businesses with. Travis was holding a document in his hand as he swirled himself round and round on Athena's seat.

"The chair seems very cool; I like it." He told his father.

Travis You have to focus. The meeting is in an hour, and we have to be there before time," Duncan bashed at him.

"No worries, dad; we would have him sign the contract. I have learned a little magic lately. I would look him straight in the eyes and stick out my tongue a bit, and that's it".

His father listened to him with interest and shook his head at the rubbish he had just spewed from his mouth. "You had better not disgrace me, Travis; don't try anything stupid.".

Seeing the dead seriousness in his father's face, he laughed, hitting the top of the hand with his palm. ".

"C'mon, incredible hawk. I was only pulling your legs." He laughed again. Duncan's face turned red, and he pointed a fing