My grandfather slams a fist against the table, surprisingly hard enough to rattle all the glasses, “That’s enough!” He snaps, “Malakai has spoken, he has given you your answer, and as your leader, and the man between you and those fat bank accounts that you think keep you protected, that should be enough to end this conversation. Your damn disrespect is showing. Olivia will not be brought up again and should I hear another whisper of her name at this table, I’ll kill you myself. I’m an old man, I have nothing to lose, so please, test my word.”
👏🏻yeah Grandpa. I like you.
