Chapter 11 Playboy at work

(FLASHBACK TO TEN YEARS AGO) LOS ANGELES CLARK MANSION Mrs Clark walked into her husband’s study room only to find him tapping his forefinger on the desk. Mr Clark only did that whenever he was bothered or angry. “Honey, is everything okay?” Mrs Clark asked as she walked closer to the mahogany desk. No response came from Mr Clark as he kept on tapping his forefinger on the desk. Mrs Clark went around the swivel chair in an attempt to massage her husband’s shoulder but he felt uncomfortable by her touch. “What is wrong? Tell me Clark, what is going on? Why do you look so bothered?” She questioned frantically. “I am glad you notice I feel bothered and something is wrong but this time it is not about business or a client.” Mr Clark said with his jaw set in a hard line. “If it is not about the business or a client then what is this look about?” Mrs Clark asked. Mr Clark stopped tapping his finger on the desk. “Everything about your son is totally wrong!” He bared his teeth in anger. Mrs Cl