"Sure bro, I'm the fuckwit, and you're the one who hits your wife." Yylfordt grinned broadly, and then eyed the clock. "We should probably head to that meeting now," he admitted. "I promise not to tell the boss you said you'd fuck his son." Yylfordt paused before he added, "Or tell Nel you said you'd throw Wonderkid off a cliff." That kid was practically her son with the way she acted.