His Furious

"You're still silencing me, Uncle. I'm sorry about Moreau. But, can you not remove my name from the list of big project holders? It makes me a little less concentrated, since I won't get the chance to take a step forward. You should understand... I did everything because—"

Froy wasn't quite sure if this was the right time to reveal what had recently been the root of his problems. However, a copy of the email had confirmed some parts as disastrous. All because of the incident in the kitchen that day. He had let it go. Too excited. Regretted not listening to his mother's advice.

Now... what he was trying to fix had already reached a point that could not be controlled. It was hard to persuade an uncle who was too cold. Abihirt didn't even show the slightest interest in turning around, busy feeding his dogs—something that disgusted Froy a little.

He took a deep breath. Struggling to be patient, but as of now, it seemed that Abihirt was still not interested in initiati