chapter sixty eight

“It's fine, send him in, Lucas.”

A few minutes later, Lyon entered Dylan's office with a pep in his step like he owned the place. He sat on one of the seats opposite Dylan without asking or Dylan even telling him to.

Dylan was raging on the inside but he didn't show it. This was how Lyon always behaved, he was a spoilt prick who thought that the world revolved around him. But Dylan knew how to handle him.

“What are you doing here Lyon, didn't I make myself clear the last time you saw me?” Dylan asked Lyon, with a bored tone.

“This is my father's company and I can come here whenever I please.” Lyon said.

“No, actually you can't. This was our father's company but now it's mine and now I make the decisions around here.” Dylan told him and he saw that his words made Lyon angry because the veins at the top of his head had come out.

“Look at you sitting down there in my father's seat. He was my father, not yours.” Lyon said his voice raised.