You are MINE

Sky heard her high pitched tone and stopped Arlo from speaking from not wanting him to spare words on her. "Dumb? You are the dumb because when the President doesn't have any problem, who do you think you are to order me? Ill-mannered? You are the one who is shouting like a shrew and you are daring to call me ill-mannered?"

"You... you..."

Sky continued, "My seat?" She got down and sat on Arlo's lap.

Arlo froze and clenched his fist as his eyes darkened. But Sky didn't notice any changes and spoke.

"How about this seat?" Sky kept her hand on his shoulders to sit properly.

She saw VP's daughter pointing her and trembling. She had just come to coax Arlo to have dinner with her and she spent from morning to afternoon in styling salon to look outstanding for him.