"Grandpa, look what Lola's kids did to me!" Derek harrumphed the moment he entered the chairman's study. "And even then, she wouldn't apologize—instead, she threatened to kill me—ack!"
"You damn brat!" Chairman Lancaster whipped his cane against him, fuming. "How do you have time to argue with Lola's kids when you're already done for, huh?! No—how dare you even talk about her children that way?!"
The chairman raised his cane again, smacking it against Derek's cast. "Come here! I'll break that leg for good!"
"Ahh, Grandpa!" Derek screamed, scrambling back until he was squeezed against the end of the couch, arms and legs raised in defense. Lucky for him, he still had the cast on. Otherwise, the chairman really would've broken his leg for good.
"What did I do?!" Derek shouted once he was sure the cane wouldn't reach him. But the chairman only panted and crooked a finger. "What is it now?! Are you siding with her again?!"
