Chapter Fifty-eight: My Shooting Star
Phoenix saw the scene and angrily stepped out of the car when Dave parked it. Athena managed to stop him before he could barge inside.
"Phoenix, wait!"
"No! You are too easy on them, and look what they did! A damn party in my house without my permission! And I am not only looking at Emily and Jean here; I know Ada has her hands on this too."
"They are still teenagers, please..."
"No! I don't care if they are teenagers or not. They are no longer kids who don't know what they should and shouldn't do! But they want us to treat them like adults! They must learn what respect is, and I'm tired!"
"Wait, look, let me do this, okay?" Athena tried to coax him.
"They need a steel hand!" Phoenix insisted.
"Okay, but let's have a deal! Save that hand for me
