THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW
Felix stormed into the house in full rage.
He pushed past the guards at home and when the butler was about to welcome him, he pushed him down to the floor.
He was bloody, not walking quite and smelled like dustbin.
“Father! Mother! Father!” He screamed.
He grabbed an unfortunate maid who was passing by.
“Where are my parents?!” He demanded.
She shook in fear. “They should be upstairs. Your father is having a meeting with-
He didn’t even let the girl finish, he pushed her away out of his sight and all the glasses of wine she was hiding fell to the floor.
He stormed up the stairs in rage.
A man, a nobody had humiliated him.
When he had woken up, he had found out that the man had knocked him out and his stupid friends had done nothing to stop him.
