Ethan's POV
"Look, dad. I'm very okay, the house is in good condition and it's just me. I'm maintaining a low profile. As low as possible. You've got cameras planted in the house, don't you?"
"Ethan, those cameras stooped working the whole very moment we left the house and you haven't fixed it till now. How will I know that my house is safe? My name, my reputation. You know how hard…"
"I'm aware, sir. And I'm doing the best I can to keep that legacy. The company has been doing very well since you left. You've recieved positive results, haven't you?" I questioned him, sounding professional. As I should.
"Look son. I know you're doing your best, but…!"
"I gotta go, dad. I have class now!" I said and ended the call abruptly, making sure no one heard my conversation over the phone.
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