He was like a burning volcano ready to explode any time. Leena gulped hard as she watched his treacherous phlegmatic mien on his face. While she was combating with her scum father, she missed the footsteps that thundered the floor. But alas, he came for her aid.
A few steps away, Rosalie nervously glanced at the man blocking her husband's hand effortlessly. A cold wave embedded and her mouth ran dry in fear at the sight in front of her. "Francis!" Rosalie whispered.
"Are you always an idiot? or do you just show off when I am not around?" Francis muttered with the authority of a man who was not to be crossed.
