A deep frown emerged on Amy's face, and her hand clenched tightly. "How could you?" She ambled closer to her father. "How could you give your daughter to a cold, despicable man like that? "
Mr. Adolpho's smile widened, and he sat up straight in his seat. "Would you have it if I gave you away?" He gazed at her with a slightly raised brow.
Amy unclenched her hand just as her face became complicated. She flickered her eyes and a grimace emerged on her face. She raised her eyes to glance at her father, who was staring at her in a questioning manner.
"No... I would not have preferred it." Her clenched fist tightened "-And just like I don't, she doesn't either." She took a slight breath, and her eyes blinked in letdown. She glanced at her father, and what seemed like pity flashed in her eyes. "I know that she can be disobedient at times, but she's your daughter."
