Lost revenge

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The phone buzzed on my desk and i pick it up, on the other end my secretary alerts me of a meeting this hour. With presicioned practiced coldness and anger I inform her of how she might be the next of my slaves to go on 'vacation'. I grin in pleasure as I hear her gulp on the other line and then reply "I'm sorry M-Mr.Greyson I j-just wanted to make sure y-you remembered you where meeting y-your son, Z-Zachary, for lunch today." A low warning note utters from my mouth and she instantly starts going back to work so I set down the phone, leaning back in my chair with a sigh. The truth was I had completely forgotten that I was going out to lunch with my 19 year old son, but they didn't know that and I was going to keep it that way.

15 minutes later...

As I pulled up to the resturaunt in my black lambo I saw my son sitting at a table at the very back of the outdoor eating area. I can see he's been doing well at home on his own, in fact its been three moths since I last saw him and yet we both live in my mansion just up the boulevard. His brown hair was shaggy, and his ice blue eyes had enough precision he could shoot a bullseye from 100 yards away with a cross bow,I could tell he's been using the weight room in the mansion because his biceps were stretching his already tight T-shirt which went right along with his skinny jeans I just didn't know how he could wear them. Thanks to me and his mother he had a slight British accent. Though she will NEVER come home from her trip to the Keys, I made sure of that, that cheating bitch didnt deserve to come home. Let alone watch our son grow up, into a man of 6'4 with girls throwing themselves out of their 4 story windows for him.