"Let's stop this conversation, Giselle. It seems like what I'm saying doesn't enter your mind," said his daddy.

"Whatever, Daddy. But I won't stop until I convince you," he answered and then stood up because he had lost his appetite.

He left the house and got into his car and drove away. He let out a deep sigh. It's hard to convince his father that he's not his son if to sum it up they both look alike. He was in no mood to enter the company, especially since he happened to fill the elevator he was riding in. Because he doesn't like being tight like he can't breathe. That's...