The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Naturally, Vince knew that the pivotal weakness of Sherman before him lay not in the company, but in the familial network backing him. That alone provided a glimpse into a facet that was completely different from his assertive demeanor in the business world.

"I'll have no other choice if you are uncooperative. I'm quite curious to know what your parents and grandparents would think if they learned of this?" Vince's tone carried a veiled threat.

Sherman's expression changed abruptly. While he could endure any personal affront, he could not stand the thought of his family being involved in it. He did not expect Vince to have a means of contacting his family members whom he had endeavored to shield from the public eye for so long. Few in the business realm were privy to Sherman's family, much less his strong familial support. "I've underestimated you," Sherman admitted. A faint smile barely masked his smoldering anger.

Vince was determined to see that things went his way, so he could not afford to capitulate easily. With a forced grin, he urged, "That you have. I am simply saying this because I want you to reconsider my proposition, rather than dismissing it outright."

not, perhaps you should ask your daughter. That's something she excels in," Sherman retorted impassively. "Feel free to approach my

Vince off. Just as Vince was about to be ushered through the door, Sherman's words cut through the

to endure insults to

destroyed by his own

before the floor-to-ceiling window and glanced at the diminutive figures walking on the street below. He believed that Rita would never stoop to such lows, but many of the details he spoke about had only

him. Vince's face only intensified that discomfort. Sherman frowned and wrestled with