Dylan couldn't understand why he had just been slapped, but seeing his father arrive, he assumed reinforcements had come. He immediately started yelling.
"Dad! You have to stand up for me! Selina set me up!"
Chairman Sanders caught Logan's gaze and shuddered. Without hesitation, he slapped his son again. "You've caused such a mess, and you still want me to back you up?!"
Turning to Selina, he adopted a completely different tone, one of utter deference.
"Miss Clark, I don't know how my son offended you, but please tell me. I'll make sure this disobedient fool is taught a proper lesson!"
Dylan stared at his father in disbelief. "Dad, why are you being so polite to this tramp? You even hit me because of her?! Don't tell me you're interested in her too!"
Then he turned to Selina, his voice dripping with venom. "Wow, Selina, you'll climb into anyone's bed, won't you? What a shameless—"