"Cynthia!" Thomas roared. "What are you doing? Did you not hear me?"
"Well, Dad, you're here?" Instead of getting up, Cynthia leaned back and folded her hands around her chest as if in distress. "But the room is full now and there is no seat for you. Or I'll get someone to add a chair, and you can sit to listen to the meeting. The topic of today's meeting is..."
Before she could finish, Thomas rushed over and raised his hand in an attempt to slap her.
Sean immediately stood up to stop him and scolded him, "Thomas, what are you doing? Why would you hit her?"
"Why are you stopping me?" Thomas retorted.
Cynthia, who sat reclining, looked at him with a mocking smile.
Thomas was enraged and tried to break free from Sean but was promptly restrained by someone nearby.
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