James Zimmers slammed his phone on the ground, but that wasn't enough. He gave it a vicious kick and screamed, "The first one, then the second one! Is there going to be a third?! Is there?! Ahhh—"
"Are you crazy?!" Kira Walton snapped at James Zimmers. "What good will it do to smash everything in this room? Will that solve the problem?!"
This time, Kira Walton's anger couldn't suppress James Zimmers. He roared back even louder, "Then what do you suggest we do? You saw it, they're numbering them! One, two... there will definitely be a three and a four! Maybe even a five and a six! I bet they're planning to produce a whole TV series just to ruin me!"
Kira Walton was about to lose her temper again when her phone suddenly rang. She glanced at the caller ID—it was her assistant—and answered, "What is it?"
"Ms. Walton, a lawyer's letter just arrived for James Zimmers."
"What lawyer's letter? Who sent it?"
"It's from Issac Sutton. He wants to terminate his contract."
