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My father stared at me as I placed the phone down.
"I'm staying here tonight," I said to him as I sat on my chair behind my desk.
My father frowned.
"You need proper rest," he said.
"I know, but I also know I won't be able to sleep. I need to sort it out with Roxie," I said.
He nodded, giving me a knowing look.
I looked at him. "Dad, Can I talk to Bruce?" I asked him.
He stared at me for a few moments, but he nodded.
My father mind links to Bruce, and after a few minutes, Bruce walks in. His eyes were all bloodshot, but when his eyes landed on me, he growled. "You have some nerve calling me in here," he said.
I stared back at him, confused.
He glares, but my father places his hand on his shoulder. "You need to calm down and explain to us what happened," he asked.
Bruce looks at my father and then back at me. I could tell he was debating whether to talk to me, but he sighed.
