Logan's irritation was palpable as he confronted Jonathan. “How did you get in here?” he demanded, his voice laced with frustration.
Jonathan, leisurely turning to face Logan, replied with a smirk, “That's not the right question to ask, my boy.”
Logan blinked in disbelief. He pointed to his chest.“Your boy? Me?” He struggled to comprehend what he’d just heard. “Did you just call me your boy?” Logan repeated, trying to grasp Jonathan's condescension.
“Yes, I did,” Jonathan said, his tone unwavering. “And I can do it again if it suits me.” He paused deliberately, watching as Logan's jaw clenched, his anger barely contained. Jonathan continued, “I have an important discussion to have with you, and that's why I’m here. You should be more concerned about the purpose of my visit rather than h
