CHAPTER 15
The next day I called Simon and asked him. This was a high-end meeting. Who the hell invited him? I could not believe this bloody fucker was the main reason for the mess caused. I was so mad that I wanted to strangle him to death, but he didn't have a clue that bastard would do something like that in front of everyone. He didn't even care about the presence of my father? I won't let him go that easily. No, not in this fucking life. I will show him his place soon. Next time, he should think twice before he dares.
By evening, I was exhausted from everything. Until now, I was not able to digest the incident that took place at the meeting.
Simon entered my cabin. There was a small get-together of our friends' circle. Which I was not planning to attend, but Simon literally dragged me. We reached our usual high-class pub, which was filled with loud music, hot girls, dance, and drinks. Everything was there to divert any mood for at least a few minutes, but it was not at all working on me.
We entered. My friends were already having a good time and we joined them. I ordered my drinks and I was sipping slowly. My mind was revolving around the same incident; I was barely responding to anything. A few of my friends observed me, and Nethan spoke who was also a close friend of mine.
"What happened you look gloomy." "Nothing business tension." "Is it that serious you are hardly mingling with us it's not work tension, right? I know you so spit it out." "Please ignore I really don't want to speak about it." "Simon, what is it?" "An employee in our company is getting on our nerves bastard a few days back went overboard." "Fire that bloody shit from your company and see to it, that fucker is not hired anywhere else." "That will not give me any satisfaction." "So, what are you planning?" "I don't know." "You know we are there for you call us if you need our help." "I know but this is something I want to do alone whenever I bloody think of him my blood will boil like anything." "You are bloody so furious why the hell are you waiting to do what you want to do." "Yeah, I will, waiting for the right time I will show him his place, which he will not forget in his lifetime, I am not in a party mood I will just go home." With that I bid goodbye, good no one protested.