But Daniel Shaw wasn't buying it.
Without saying a word, a storm of hostility surged around him. He turned and walked away, his hands gripping the doors forcefully, pulling them open. The two doors slammed into the frames with a deafening crash as they swung back and forth!
This...
It made his stance clear.
George Shaw's face grew heavy, and with a bitter sigh, he lamented quietly, "It seems that unless I bring back that woman, Daniel will never come home with me for the rest of his life."
Outside the door.
In the corner of the wall, Cynthia Sullivan was crouching down, her hands pressed against her chest, trying to calm her erratic heartbeat.
Just now, Daniel had stormed out so abruptly that she was caught completely off guard and unprepared.
Luckily.
He didn't turn around and didn't see her, hiding outside, eavesdropping on what was transpiring inside...
