In Nathaniel Nathan's view, this was an enormous deal. It was also the greatest respect and reverence a man of his disposition could express.
Winter Sullivan smiled faintly. "It was just my duty. The soldiers risk their lives and spill their blood for us. I only want to do my small part."
"Alright, that's enough, you two," Sheldon Caldwell cut in. "I'm telling you, Nathaniel Nathan, you're usually so high and mighty it's a miracle if you say an extra word. And now you're being all polite to my mom? Are you some kind of impostor?"
Nathaniel Nathan shot him a cold glance. Sheldon immediately jumped in front of Winter Sullivan. "Mom, let me tell you, don't be fooled by his act! This Nathaniel Nathan, he's rotten to the core! He bullies me at the unit every single day. You have to put him in his place for me today!"
Winter Sullivan smiled lightly. "That just means your skills are lacking. Deputy General Manager Nathan is helping you improve, so you should be thanking him."
