Susan’s left out a smirk before rushing to her husband.

“Honey” she shouted and hold his face.

“Is that really Nate?” Mr Wilson asked and hold his chest. He stood up from the ground and find his way on the chair.

“That’s not my son, that an imposter, I guess it’s one of my opponent plans to destroy me” Mr Wilson said and Susan burst into laughter.

“I’m very sorry for laughing my dear husband, I can’t help it, it’s fûcking funny so I can’t help it, how can your opponent stoop so low to do this type of things?” Susan ask and sat before her husband, he pick up...