Third Individual's POV
Johann raged in anger. "There you go again with that behavior of yours. When will you change that personality?!" His father yelled. Tyler wanted to tell him, telling him that he's in love with someone else. However, he couldn't bring himself to do so. Because his father will probably bring up the past.
"Damn. What can I do to make you stop babbling nonsense?" Tyler asked. His father clearly looked like he's on the verge of losing his patience. He took a deep breath before he finally said, "There's a evening party in Xhanelle Hotel hosted by the daughter of one of my friends. I want you to escort Do hee in that evening."
"Fine. But after I escort her, I'll immediately go home and I won't tolerate you, spouting different kinds of shits to me about that woman," Tyler said with a frown. His dad glared at him and said, "Fine."
