Lucas Lee's fists clenched under his sleeves. "You'll get what's coming to you!"
Cecilia Adler's expression was unchanged. "Yes. You're the one getting what you deserve."
"You... you... you!" Lucas Lee pointed at her, sputtering for a moment before finally getting a sentence out. "I'm going to write a letter reporting your father for abusing his power for a personal vendetta." He stormed off.
A ripple disturbed Cecilia Adler's usual indifference.
'Should I tell him?'
'He's a man in his forties. Surely he wouldn't act rashly out of anger.'
'Since he went as far as to punish Lucas Lee, he must have had some leverage, some mistake Lucas Lee made.'
'Otherwise, he couldn't just abuse his authority, no matter how high-ranking he is. Right?'
Having reasoned it out, she stopped worrying and walked home calmly.
Lucas Lee, however, could not calm down. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He returned home and stormed straight into his study to write the report letter.
