“That is such a wicked plan you have, son!” Mother hisses, glaring at me. “Are you even serious? No, actually.” She takes a long blink before speaking again. “May I remind you that this is not one of those games you play with women? We are serious here.”
I scoff, refusing to be threatened. “I don’t see any form of wickedness in my plan. In my understanding, Mr. and Mrs. De’Mario are willing to do whatever it takes to throw this embarrassment of a daughter out of their home, as well as close this deal by all means.”
“You are being offensive to our guests, Adam. And you sound so ridiculous with your plan. Don’t make the mistake of taking this issue the way you take your life. There is a lot of difference.”
Great!
I turn to my father and say, “I won’t argue on the last part, but are they
