A joke

Richard's POV

Their smirks, the way their lips curved upwards like they had been waiting for me like forever, made my stomach churn. What exactly did they think I was? Some pawn in their game?

“ Where is my son?” I asked directly, not wanting to beat around the bush. They could keep all of this attitude for later. I was in a bad mood right now, and I didn't have the time for all of this.

“ Your son?” They repeated, sharing glances with each other. I was tempted to ask if they don't know what exactly is happening.

I scoffed. A pawn in their chessboard that exactly was what they had taken me for.

“ I wouldn't ask again. Where is my son?” I asked again. This time, my voice dripped in octaves.

They shared the same glances as earlier before a slam on the desk echoed around the room. “ You surely have forgotten who you are talking to. Mr. Gray.”

“ I haven't. How exactly can I forget the people who made my life worse? You broke me and my family apart, and now…”

“ Be careful with your