Charlie replied with a hum, went back into the room to change his clothes, and then came out to the garage. Jacob was already eagerly waiting in the passenger seat.

Charlie got into the car and asked him, “Father, are you really going to have dinner with Mr. Bay tonight?”

Jacob waved his hand. “No. I have no intentions to dine with him. That guy has done nothing but constantly shower me with flattery, trying hard to suck up to me. I’m bored of it and I am too lazy to entertain him.”

Charli