Arthur burst through the front door, his eyes scanning the room for his wife. Instead, he spotted his daughter Catherine, her small fingers rummaging through his wallet on the coffee table.
His face darkened with anger.
"CATHERINE! What are you doing?!" he thundered, his voice echoing off the walls.
Catherine's eyes snapped up, her face pale and guilty. She froze, her hand still hovering over the wallet.
Arthur strode over to her, his footsteps heavy and deliberate. "You know better than to touch that!" he growled, his voice low and menacing.
Catherine's eyes welled up with tears as she took a step back, her hand trembling. "
Arthur's face turned red with rage. "A new toy?! You're always getting new toys, Catherine! You're spoiled rotten! You don't need any more of my money!"
George, sitting in the corner, couldn't help but chuckle at the scene unfolding before him.
Arthur's face was turning redder by the second, and Catherine looked like she was about to burst into tears.
Arthur noticed George's laughter and his anger intensified. "You're laughing at me? GO TO YOUR ROOM!"
George held up his hands in a defensive gesture. "Hey, I'm just trying to stay out of it, Papa..."
But Arthur wasn't listening. He continued to berate Catherine, his words dripping with anger and disdain. "You're going to learn that you can't just take what you want whenever you want it! You're going to have to work hard for your own money and respect your father's property!" He yelled and he starts spanking her with his shoes.
Catherine's tears spilled over as she covered her face with her hands. George's laughter had stopped, and he looked away, feeling a pang of discomfort at the scene.
As Arthur continued to rant and rave, Catherine slowly backed away from the coffee table, her eyes never leaving her father's face.
She knew better than to try to defend herself or explain herself. She just knew that she was in trouble again.
Finally, Arthur's tirade ran out of steam, and he stood panting, his chest heaving with anger.
Catherine turned and ran from the room, tears streaming down her face. George looked up at Arthur, his expression a mix of sadness and concern.
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The Lost Child
Mystery / ThrillerA lost girl who is said to be kidnapped in the year 1939. During the second world war, she entered the lives of the Shire family as their servant, time flies and WW2 started, the family decides to fly to another country to avoid the tragedy and deci...
