How on earth was dad asking me to kneel before Norman? this was insane and nope, I am not going to give it, not at all.
"Are you doing it or not," dad questioned furiously.
I stole a glance at Norman and he looked like a saint just waiting for judgment day, I hated my dad so much.
There was no way I was gonna do this.
"But dad, this man..." I started but did not finish my statement, dad hit the desk powerfully with his arm and raised his voice yelling at me.
"Ask the man for an apology or be ready to face my wrath," that spat.
He looked furious and his face had drawn into an ugly frown. Dad looked like he was going to strangle me if I dare disobey his commands.
Of course, I was going to, he knew better than to threaten me in such a harsh method because the cool doctrine didn
