Her Father's fury.

Warren sat quietly at a corner listening to the conversation between his wife and daughter. Of course, she had disagreed just as he had expected, unlike Grace, his wife. He had known Grace to be a greedy woman from the onset but he never expected she would go this far. She had agreed without question even when he had withheld the name of the ‘big shot’ asking for their daughter’s hand in marriage.

Marriage?

Well, that was the lie he had to tell her else, she might end up disagreeing. He had managed to withhold the name without raising suspicions. It had been Malcolm’s command. After hearing his daughter’s firm rejection, the rest of their conversation didn’t matter anymore as he left the room, barging into Lauren’s room without even bothering to knock.

She was the genesis of all the problems, after all.

  “Dad?” Her voice was shaky, like she was in one of her several depressing moods. She stood by