"Bastard!" Anthony yelled, flinging another object towards Eric.
This was like the fifth object that was thrown towards Eric in the span of two minutes.
He did manage to.dodge all except this one which hit the corner of his eye. Leaving a mark and little trace of blood.
"It wasn't my fault!" He yelled at his father.
Anthony had summoned him to his office the moment he got back from trailing after Daven and Adriana.
The call was enough for Eric to know his father had already been informed about the fire.
Of course he would blame him. What else was he expecting?
"The nest was doing fine until I gave you a task! And just like that, all my years of hard work down to the ground!" Eric watched his father heave heavily. Sweatbeads trailed down his neck as he spoke with so.much energy.