HE PISS OFF

The next day,

Dylan sneezed nonstop at the dinner table. His nose was visibly red.

Seeing what happened Eva, who saw that started to smile guiltily because she was sure she knew the reason. Must be because the man had to 'swim' in the cold pool last night. She feels pity for him when she sees his condition, but what happened can't be turned back. Poor guy.

"Are you okay, Dylan?" Edith asked a little worried. Last night it seemed that Dylan was still fine. Suddenly today it looks like he will have a fever.

"I'm fine," Dylan answered shortly.

Gordon, who was also there only glanced at his son's face. He didn't even ask Dylan anything and just ignore the topic as if he didn't care. He has something much more important than that to discuss now.

"Today I want you to meet Mr. Quinn, our VIP."

"For what?" Dylan's husky voice asked.