"Interesting wife you got there, Oliver." His unexpected guest commented as he followed him into his private office after having dinner with his family. "But I get it. A woman like Sophia is exactly my type." Openly admitting his admiration with his wife.
It was clear to him that this might not be the first time that his cousin had met his wife. The way his wife and his cousin talked animatedly, it was obvious that they had some form of history.
But he did not want to give his cousin the satisfaction of rubbing that on his face by asking him any questions about their past relationship.
"How long will you be staying in town, Aaron?" He asked without looking at him as he busily poured his favorite brand of whiskey into two glasses.
No need to look, he knew that his cousin would be wearing that same smug smile on his face. The same arrogance that exuded confidence, power, and influence. The kind that said he was not beneath him, even if his position ranked lower than his.
