Chapter 162
Don Morgan's Point of View
I couldn't believe Robert had grown this much. To me, he was like a son once, but his father, Thomas, ruined everything with his own hands. I could never forgive Thomas for what he did to me, and I will take my revenge on him and his son without mercy.
The moment he told me he had recovered the shipment from me, I was shocked at first, my facial muscles tightening. But at the same time, a surge of euphoria rushed through my veins; this is exactly the kind of enemy I want one capable of standing before me and facing me with such courage and brilliance.
"Yes, Don, as you heard... I've taken my shipment back from you," Robert said, adjusting his coat collar with a provocative coldness.
I looked at him intently, resting my chin on my interlaced hands above the desk. "So, you came just to see my reaction when I found out?"
"Yes," he replied with a lopsided smile full of triumph. "I wanted to see your face."
