Bishop
I was seated in my office, sipping champagne, when a call suddenly came in.
I lazily glanced at the screen of the vibrating phone, and realized it was Ronald that was calling.
I smirked and delayed a little bit before fumbling for the phone.
"Is this a mistake?" I blurted flatly, teasingly making it look like he was calling me to makeup for our argument during our last meeting.
"Bullshit, Bishop...Your pride is gradually ruining our relationship." Ronald scolded from the other end of the call.
I scoffed, "Look who's talking. Ronald, you've no idea what I've lost just to clean up most of your mess, and now you're talking about my pride?" I bawled, almost sounding a bit emotional.
"Don't bullshit me, is it my fault that I'm reckless sometimes? Every man has its flaws!" Ronald b
