I am a Teen Mom

"So, Ms. Watson you brought a kid in my office" he said politely,I think everything is going good "Do I look like a babysitter to you or I am a running a daycare?" He yelled at me, ok that was not as polite as I thought "What if your little sister breaks something or what it she gets injured who'll take the responsibility"I shook my head "what ?" He asked with raised eyebrows

"She's not my sister" I whispered

"Really? So you brought a kid who is not even related to you" he slammed his fist on his desk

"She's my daughter Mr. Walker" I said in a loud tone

"What?" His eyes widened