That same day,
“So, you're the famous Brooke, I've been hearing so much about”. The guy in an expensive suit said giving me his hand. I took it putting a tight lipped smile on.
“What do you want?”. Morgan, asked all angry walking out of the big conference room, I followed him entering his office .
“Can you please stop acting like that?”. He raises his eyebrows. “Like a spoilt rich white boy”. I finished..
“Last time I checked this spoilt rich white boy, puts a roof over your ass, put food in your mouth and cash in your wallet”. He spat, and I heard gasps from outside which was weird considering his office and that of his secretary were the only ones on this floor.
“And not once have I thrown that in your face, I treat you like a friend”. He finished
