His anger.

Morning

Jake closed his eyes, his head thrown back as he sat in his home office. This wasn't the first time Drew was seeing him do what he just did. He knew his boss was often tired and didn't get just enough sleep to complement the times he stayed up working.

Sitting back up, Jake rubbed his eyes with his thumb and index finger. He clicked through the emails on the laptop in front of him, where he didn't receive work-related emails. Drew was busy sorting out the files from last night on the table.

Jake stopped scrolling and he noticed. He also noticed Jake contract his left fingers into a fist and then release them repeatedly.

"Is the president here?" He heard Jake ask if Gemma was at the mansion.

"Yes, I think so."

Jake closed the laptop and left the office. Drew followed immediately but not because he needed to, he just wanted to see what Jake was angry about, to know what he saw in the email.

"What did you do?!" Jake walked up to the opposite end of the table where his mother wa