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Part 50

Zayn's POV

I walk towards mr. Ross room confusedly thinking what they had talked about. I mean, she really seems very stressed an all. I mean, i know in fact that they are a family, Amanda is Stephen's daughter while Stephen is her father. I knew about that for about 1 week or so after i met her, and believe me when i was shock, i mean, come on. I have some feelings for my own boss's daughter, and that couldn't be more scarier.

I knock at the door silently and hear his voice telling me to come in. So, i slowly opens the door and see him there, sitting furiously and angrily on the wooden chair while his hands are scarily connected on top of the wooden table, and his face shows hurt, desperate, anger, sad, but most of all, disbelieve. He gives me a scary smile and tells me to take a sit next to him in the most horrifying way. He could be an old man but he is one scary old man.

"Mr. Malik" He says while i slowly takes a sit silently next to him. I nodded at him hesitatedly while he smiles at me..

Before he says anything, i gotta ask one thing.

"Mr. Ross, are you okay?" I ask, furrowing my eyebrows at him while he darkly chuckles at me. "I am perfectly fine, Malik. I have just saw my daughter since 3 years, and she just shut me down, just like that" He darkly chuckles on the same time as he snap his finger, making me breathe in hard.

"She is a stubborn girl, isn't she?" He lowly says while sipping the whine to his throat. "You will never get bored" I said, chuckling a little bit.

"I assume it didn't went well?" I said again after seeing him drinking two other glasses filled with alcohol in a row. "No shit" He whispers darkly at me while glaring me in the eyes.

"Listen Mr. Ross, Amanda is uh.... very tough, brave girl around the hood, so if you want to just be close with her again, it wont be as easy as that" I said, he chuckles darkly at me again while i sigh in frustrate.

"How would you know? She's my daughter, you don't know a shit about my own flesh and blood" He drunkly stand up while i roll my eyes. He is just as stubborn as she is. Like father like daughter.

"Mr. Ross, do you know what's her favorite color is?" I ask while slowly standing up while looking at my boss being so fucking a useless drunk old man.

"Oh please, it's blue" He scoffed. I shake my head at him while putting a confused face at him while looks at the window in all seriousness. "No, it is red" I roll my eyes again at him. "Do you even know what's her favorite dessert?" I asked again. That is the most easiest question in the world everyone in this whole goddamn world knows that her favorite dessert in this whole wide world is Ice cre- "Cookies" I groan in annoyed while he glares his eyes at me.

"Mr. Ross, my point here is you only know her when she was 3 years younger from now, and you never did gave her any information about you, you gave it to everyone but her. She would feel a little... Betrayed" I said in full honesty.

"Oh please, she needs to grow up" He drunkly says while i look at him in disbelieve. "She needs to grow up, she needs to stop her childish actions from now on, this is unbelievibly stupid" He scoffs again. Blood is rushing up to my body just hearing his stupid words. I breathe in angrily and take the whine bottle from his hand bravely and throw it down on the floor. He glared his eyes deathly at me but i'm not afraid now, he need to learn how to give people some respect.

"She is your daughter for gods sakes. She has locked herself inside of her for three fucking years beacuse of you, her mother, and George. So don't you fucking dare to say she is immature" I greethed my teeth at him while he smirks at me.