Where’s my father?!

The father and son went a full minute without blinking, and then Mr. Rider grew frustrated and said, “Will you spit it out?”

“I need you to approach Mr. Simone with a proposal of an arranged marriage proposal between Nina and me.” Ethan told him straightaway. “And I also need you to arrange for the wedding to take place as soon as possible, like this weekend.”

It took two minutes for Mr. Rider to go through the stages of anger to full-blossom rage, and he lashed out, “You are really pushing your luck here, Ethan!!”

“As your walking blood bag, you really need to be generous to me.” Ethan casually uttered, ignoring the pain in his cheek from his father.

“Is this the payment for my sins... that a prick like you is the only compatible bone-marrow donor for me!”

“Maybe,”

“That was not a question that was meant for you to answer!”

Staring calmly at Mr. Rider, Ethan waits for a second, seeing that he was breathing heavily and his fists were clenched.

“Are you going to do it or not?” Ethan