"Who the hell do you think you are, you damn bastard?! You—" Aron's voice rose sharply, his lips trembling as he exploded like a volcano.
How dare this bastard call him trash? Did he not know who his father was?
But then suddenly...
Slap
The sound of Daniel's hand meeting Aron's face was so loud, it was like a grenade went off.
Aron was thrown back, stunned. His cheek turned red. He was so shocked, he even forgot his next curse.
"How... how dare you?!" His eyes widened, furious and ready to attack again.
Second slap
Daniel didn't even blink. And then again...
Third... fourth slap...
Aron no longer said a word. The only thing coming from his mouth was the sound of heavy, shaky breathing.
"Well… now that you've shut up, let's get to the real point," Daniel said with his usual smile.
He took a step back slowly, his eyes scanning all of them.
