Lost

The living room was tense. A commanding father and a stubborn son. What could be tenser than that? The mother and daughter duo that sat close to each other holding hands, could only hope this would end peacefully.

"I'm going nowhere!"

"This is not something to debate about, don't be stubborn. You're going and that's it." Mr. Liam gave his son a stern look.

"And why do I have to go to a gathering of old folks?"

"You are the heir to the company, this is the perfect time to make connections."

"Enough with that dad!" He stood up, "I'm not interested in the company affairs and anything that has to do with it. You can do everything but I still won't change my mind!" He then stormed out of the living room and to his room.