Spencer marched further into the room, fury darkening his features as he glared at the man standing near his grandfather before pointing angrily at him.
Robert straightened at once, instinctively stepping a little in front of Patrick as if to shield him. "Spencer," he said sharply, "Mind your tone. That man is your father. Show some respect."
Spencer laughed bitterly, a scoff laced with years of resentment. "Father?" he echoed, looking at Patrick with a sneer. "You mean the man who was never around? The one who was always away on business trips, too busy to attend birthdays, school plays, anything that mattered? Who almost always sided with an adopted child than his own son? The same man who abandoned and humiliated my mother-his wife- by falling for a lowly nanny?"
