"Say something!" Wayne Reiser roared angrily.
Todd Reiser's gaze finally focused. He stared blankly at his father in front of him, finding the once loving and kind-hearted man had suddenly become hideous.
"Dad, all these years, you've been making money in the name of charity. Have you ever felt any guilt or unease?"
The expression on Wayne Reiser's face freeze for a second before his eyebrows knitted, "So you knew after all?"
"Everyone sees you as a great philanthropist, dedicated to charity work all your life. I've always seen you as my role model. But now I realize that your so-called charity is false. You organize others to donate, but you've never donated anything yourself, and you even draw off most of the funds each time!"
"You claim that the Reiser Group donates one billion dollars annually, but that's all lies!"
Wayne Reiser scoffed, "You're right. But what of it? Todd Reiser, without my manipulation, could you lead such a luxurious life?"
