Samantha had never had that much interaction with her stepfather and always tried to stay clear of him when she could. She squinted her eyes and rubbed it furiously, but nothing changed. Her father's cold voice continued echoing in her mind.
'Why? This does not make sense!' Her mind was telling her, but her eyes were seeing something that should not have been possible.
At that moment, Samantha did not feel like a grown-up. Nope! She was like a child being reprimanded by her terrifying parents.
She took another hesitant and trembling step back as her father continued,
"Do you think that the world owes you anything? As the eldest of you three, you should be the one who understands where you stand the most, but what do you do? You come back to my house drunk, at your age, and think you have the mind to think of my wife like that? Huh? Ha! Ha!" Ian could not believe it himself,
