Pretentious Apology

"What did you say?!" The old man almost fainted in anger after hearing how ignorant his son was. No matter how much he wanted to tone down his rage, this son seemed to just not met his expectations for him.

Even those in school understood how the contract works. Yet, this man who had received proper training from their company was acting as if he was uneducated at all.

Drake remained silent as he tried to figure out the root of his father's anger. The man was still clueless. To him, his father was acting unreasonably. He did not even paid attention to his bleeding forehead.

"Son, you are wrong! That contract," the old man paused. He then extended his arms and snatched the folder from his son. "What's written in this contract is the only agreement that you have. It does not matter if they call it exclusive or not! Now, if you signed it without checking the content, it would be disastrous!"