Sounds of crashing ceramics and glasses filled the room as Joseph took out his anger on them. He was so angry that his plan failed, he had laid everything down perfectly but the table turned on him. “That son of a bitch is always lucky! Lucky to find our house! Lucky to join the family! Lucky to have the company! And also lucky to escape every trap I lay down” he yelled on top of his voice but only him could enjoy his noise and rants, the room was soundproofed.