"How dare you disrespect Mr Thatcher's daughter?" came Mr Scott's voice.

"Good evening to you too," Aiden said looking at the bundle of cash with a frown even though he sounded calm. 

"What is good about the evening? It is like you don't care about this family. You are just up to destroy us. I am standing for prime minister soon and you are already making me lose the position before election time. How ungrateful can you be?" Mr Scott yelled over the phone.

"Dad, I may not be the best of sons ...