Lena was lounging on her bed, munching on a bag of chips, when her phone buzzed. She glanced at the caller ID and frowned. She really didn’t want to answer. But she had no choice.
"Hi, Dad."
"Hey, you little rascal, did you go on that date I arranged with the young man from the Adler family?"
Lena sighed loudly. “You know the answer. Why even ask?” She pulled the phone away from her ear.
Just as she expected, her father’s furious shout came through the speaker. She waited for a while.
After a moment, Lena finally brought the phone back to her ear.
"Hey, hey, Williams, don't you get tired of screaming and babysitting after all these years? If you keep shouting, your blood pressure will spike, and you'll get me in trouble," she said calmly.
"And whose fault is that? You never stop ann
