"What does your father think he's doing?" Jason's client, hissed into the phone as soon as he picked up the call.
"What?"
"Did you read the latest article?" He probed in an aggrieved tone followed by a sigh of distress.
"I don't think you mean the one about me...." Jason dragged out, knitting his brows together in perplezment.
There was no mention of his father in the articles from last night.
"Check it out. Mr. Mathews, with all due respect, if you can't keep your old man under control- I regret to inform you I'd have to find someone else to supply me with girls."
If he was feeling confused the previous second, it was replaced with an unmeasureable amount a scalding hot fury, his grip on the phone tightened as adrenaline rushed to his veins.
Did he just threaten him? He must
