Chapter 112: Humiliated In The Rodriguez Corp

Ezra swerved carelessly on the road. His face is bright with a smile. “Go get a license." A motorist yelled at him. He used his other hand to pick up his phone and scrolled through his contacts. Stopping at the name. ‘Jon, Golf buddy.” “Hello!!” Ezra said almost immediately after Jon picked up the call. “You sound giddy?” Jon chuckled. " I don't remember the last time you sound like this.” “I sound happy, Jon.” He announced, correcting his golf buddy. “Okaayy.” Jon drew the word. "Care to tell me why you are so happy?" A horn blared behind Ezra, and he held his swerved away from the lane he was driving at. “I would have asked you to take a guess, but nah.” He chuckled. " You are better at guesses than golf.” “Levi has been served papers.” “Oh. Your cousin.” Jon's voice sounded incredulous. “I read the news." “Works well for you, though." “Voila." Ezra laughed. “I heard My father, Wilson, is moving to have him leave the company.” " Ouch. Like a fucking disgrace." Jon