Simon stood quietly at the door, not watching Martin Wright's departing figure, but staring at his daughter who hadn't been home in almost two years, his gaze stern.
Watching Martin Wright walk away and Mia Sutton not chasing after him, he felt relieved; thankfully, she still had her wits about her and hadn't completely lost her mind!
His face cold, voice low and laced with anger: "Come here!"
Upon hearing this, Mia obediently walked over, surprised that she ran into her dad as soon as she got home. If it had been her mom, things would have been a lot easier.
The thought brought Martin Wright to mind, and she ground her sharp teeth together twice. If it wasn't for that rascal, her dad wouldn't have been at the door, definitely not!
Would she be facing such a mortifying moment completely unprepared? Absolutely not!
He never accomplishes anything, always messes things up; it infuriates her.
