Dylan looked at Charles with a cold face who was showing nothing much but anger towards him.
-" May I know why the great Charles Braxton visited my home.? " Asked Dylan with a smirk.
-" Haven't I already told you..? I'm here to take you to our house. " Charles took a step closer to Dylan.
-" I'm not a cat or dog so that you can take me away. I'm not going anywhere. You better leave. You Are not welcome here. "Dylan
-" Dylan, if you are stubborn then I'm your dad. Don't test my patience and come with me. " Charles was two steps away from Dylan.
-" What if I test your patience.? And what made you think that you will get successful..? Not even in your dreams. " Dylan
-" Dylan, don't get angry. We have a reason behind it..please listen to me for once. " " Helena spoke in reaction.
-" Yeah. Of course. If you don't have any reason then you wouldn't have come here. " Dylan smirked and again took a sip of alcohol from the bottle in his hand.