It was later that night at dinner, when Cal, Laura, and Nathan were sitting at the table for dinner and Nathan was telling Laura about his proposal plan for his business.
"Cal, when you get older, I want you to come work with daddy, would you like that?" Nathan asked with a smile.
Cal gasped and smiled.
"Oh that be great father!" Cal said with joy. "I'd love that, really?"
Nathan nodded with a laugh. Laura frowned at Cal and at Nathan. She didn't want her son to work at some business with Nathan. She wanted Cal to go to college, to be something greater. She always hated Nathan's line of work.
One of the servants walked over to Cal and brought him some punch to drink and Cal looked at it with an eyebrow raised. Cal looked at her coldly.
"I didn't ASK for punch, I WANT water!" Cal said coldly and angrily.
The maid stared at Cal with confusion. She didn't know why his attitude towards her had changed from nice to mean all of a sudden.
"NOW—servant—NOW." Cal said coldly.
The maid frowned with hurt and walked away quickly. Nathan smiled proudly, while Laura looked at Cal with hurt. He was actually becoming into a mini-Nathan, slowly step by step.
Cal scoffed and shook his head as he sat back in his chair and sighed, but down, deep, deep down inside, he was feeling guilty for snapping at the maid like that. He liked the maid, a lot. She was like a big sister to him that he never had. He would give her a lollipop and five dollars every Friday as a nice gesture of friendship. He even one time played hide and go seek with her in the backyard when Nathan wasn't home and now he was snapping at her, he felt guilty, but he daren't show any facial expressions of guilt to his father, or else he'd himself get beaten the way Laura did.