Diana rubbed her head and stayed silent.
When he got there, Simon was sitting on the sofa, clearly in a mood.
"Why did you call me?" Brian asked impatiently.
Simon banged his fist on the table and stood up angrily.
"Do you forget that I am your father?"
Brian replied in his heart that he wished he didn't remember that fact. He waited for his father to continue with whatever was bothering him.
"You can't let the girl stay with Diana," Simon stated bluntly.
Brian knew he was talking about Abby. He was stunned. "Who told you about that?"
"If someone else hadn't told me, would you?" Simon shouted at Brian angrily.
"She is my daughter, not yours. I will decide with whom she should stay. It's none of your business."
With that, Brian walked straight out of the room.
Simon stared at the space where Brian had been standing. He was so angry that he felt a bit dizzy. He sat down on the couch, breathing heavily.
