"Because I'm your dad!"
...
Gwenda snorted and said with disdain, "All these years, you've never once cared about me. But all of a sudden, you're putting on airs like you're my father now? Who are you trying to scare?"
"What the hell did you just say? I dare you to repeat it again!"
Benson was livid, his chest heaving with his boiling rage.
"Why are you so surprised? Am I wrong?"
Gwenda stared at him coldly and continued in a sarcastic tone. "Ever since my mum died, I've become an outsider to the family. You married Pauline and had Gretchen with her. All these years, you never bothered to pay attention to me no matter what I did. Why should I listen to you now just because you say that you're my father?"
"You b*stard!"
Benson was trembling with the force of his anger. A vein was throbbing visibly on his forehead. "Do you really think that you can fight me with that sh*tty studio of yours?"
"Well, whether I can or not, we'll see!"
Gwenda provoked him deliberately.
"This is preposterous!"
Benson roared angrily, "How can you be bewitched by some man to the point of idiocy? What the f*ck is wrong with you?"
His thunderous voice reverberated in Gwenda's ears, causing her head to feel heavier than ever. She no longer wanted to continue this conversation.
"Fine, then. Since you insist on being a fool, I'll leave you be. Don't come begging for my help when he tricks you in the end!"
With that, Benson turned around and left in a huff.
...
The door slammed shut with a bang.
Having no energy left, Gwenda slumped against the sofa and rubbed her forehead tiredly.
"Can I come out?"
Right then, Olivier's voice sounded from the bedroom.
Startled, Gwenda finally remembered that she was not alone.
"Yeah."
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