Bab 413: Meeting her

"What is this?" asked Alexa as she slapped the magazines down in front of her father.

She had not even changed into her own clothing or cleaned off the drying mask. In her anger, she stormed out of the spa exactly the way she was— all red hot in a bathrobe that, thankfully, covered up to her ankles and hair in a messy bun. 

On getting to her father's house, Alexa hasn't even waited for the usual permission to be granted to her before entering his office. She was that angry.

Mr. Yang simply picked up the magazine and looked at the picture on the page his daughter had left open.

He had dealt with more difficult issues, an angry daughter was the least of his worries right now.

He carefully studied the picture, the surprise taking it's time to register on his face. Now, he understood but still, didn't condone Alexa's disrespect.

"I do not know. Yet, that doesn't give you the right to storm into my office like that," Mr. Yang cautioned coolly.