Chapter 290. You’re Sick

“Did I just hear that right?” Carlos continued. “You just said to not let the enemy control my emotions. Ashley just died and you’re telling me to not let the enemy control my fucking emotions?! What kind of sick twisted person…”

“Carlos,” the Man in Black’s voice was stern now but Carlos did not hear the warning in his harried state.

“Oh I see,” Carlos looked down at the floor, his voice became light as though he was suddenly about to tell a joke. He laughed but it sounded like a sob doing a poor job of masquerading itself. “I guess I shouldn’t blame you, you have spent all your life building an empire from hard cold logic like ‘don’t let your enemy control your emotions’. How should I expect you to know anything about family or loss or grief.”

“Carlos,” the Man in Black said again, that one word warning.

“No, no,” Carlos looked about as though he was actually coming to some sort of ground breaking realization. “I mean it would explain why you’re so against