Carlos wasn't any different. He looked at the twisted expression on

Matthew's face.

"What's wrong with you? He didn't take advantage of you, did he?"

The ladies around them burst out Laughing

Matthew was bewildered by Carlos’ question, his face even darker.

Sheffield, however, was frightened. He didn't think Carlos was joking.

To prevent any further misunderstandings, he stopped smiling and said seriously, "No, Uncle Carlos. You misunderstood us. I'm not gay. Now

Matthew is a good-looking guy, but I prefer girls, like the lovely

Evelyn."

Carlos cast a scornful glance at his son and commented, "At Least you have good taste. Evelyn is much more skilled, much better-Looking than

Matthew."

Matthew was used to being compared unfavorably to his siblings. He snapped, "Yeah. She's better than me, and I'm better than you.”

Carlos' eyebrows furrowed.

“Ask Sheffield. He'll tell you who is more handsome: you, or me."

“How do I choose? Whoever I don't pick will be mad at me.' Sheffield swallowed his saliva nervously. That wasn't an easy question to answer.

"At least I'm not a big baby like you!" For the past couple years,

Matthew saw that his dad was becoming more and more childlike. He Lost his temper easily, throwing a tantrum when he didn't get his way. He often did things that were completely out of character for him.

Sheffield preferred to keep his mouth shut. It was a terrible battle, this conflict between father and son. And he preferred not to get hit by a stray metaphorical bullet.

Matthew continued, “You're always pretending you're better than me. But if you're so good, why didn't you know that the company's security system has been hacked?"

“What?" Carlos was taken aback.

"Who did it? Was it you?"

“No. That guy." Matthew pointed to Sheffield, who was peeling nuts for

Evelyn.

“Is he..." ‘Star Anise?*

Before Carlos could say the name, Matthew interrupted him.