Bab 60: Late Night Banquet

"Pa!"

A vase crashed onto the floor, shattering into countless fragments.

"Why did you invite that b*stard, Daddy!?"

Helen stood in the living room, glaring at Keller who looked solemn.

"Now isn't the time to throw a tantrum."

Looking at his daughter's swelled face, Keller sighed. But expression immediately hardened again.

"In any case, someone else saved your life. At least you need to say something, have you forgot everything that I've taught you before?"

Keller raised his voice considerably, causing Helen to shrink back slightly. But once she realized her own cowardice, she stood back up straight again.

"I don't care. Anyway, I hate that guy! I will never thank him even if you kill me!"

"You…! You spoilt…!"

He pointed his finger at his rebellious daughter and shook with anger. He couldn't figure out why his usually docile girl would suddenly become so stubborn.