When Raymond arrived, he went upstairs to the second floor and headed straight for bed.

"Dad!"

Raymond bowed his fat body slightly as he called out. He looked really stupid and pathetic. However, his eyes were a sure give away that he was up to something wicked.

“Keep your voice down. Why do you have to yell so loudly?" Michael rubbed his ear as if his eardrums were hurting. "Dad, some guests will come over to have dinner with us this evening.

Would you like to meet them?" Raymond asked.