Chapter 8 Awakened from her sleep , Veronica sat up , grabbed a coat to throw over her shoulders , and walked to the door . Through the peephole , she saw David's furious face outside , and her eyes narrowed in displeasure . She thought . This so - called father of mine always seems to pick the perfect time to stir up trouble . " Veronica , I know you're in there . Open this damn door right now ." David's unrestrained shouting came from outside . Even through the door , his voice was loud and clear at such close range . A flash of coldness passed through Veronica's eyes . But in the next instant , she returned to her usual lazy demeanor . She pulled the door open . " Do you have any idea what time it is ? " Her tone was laid - back as she looked up and cast David a glance . In that moment , her eyes looked so much like her mother Claudia's that David was briefly thrown off But he quickly regained himself , his anger undiminished as he barked , " What did you do today ? " Veronica raised her gaze . David flung a newspaper at her , shouting , " If you don't care about your reputation , that's your problem . But if you drag down our family and disgrace us , I'll publish a statement tomorrow cutting ties with you . " Veronica smirked , " And since when do I have anything to do with you ? " You brat , David roared . Veronica paid no attention to his reaction . Her slender fingers flipped through the newspaper , landing immediately on the large photo printed inside . The subject , of course , was her , and the location was the bus stop earlier that afternoon when she had exchanged numbers with Douglas . She didn't bother with the dense text printed beside it , and her focus was elsewhere . " Who took this photo ! It actually looks pretty nice , " Veronica asked . David was nearly driven mad by Veronica's attitude . He thought , Dad's been pressing me nonstop these past two days to bring Veronica back to Weston Villa , and that alone has already been a headache . I didn't expect Veronica to be so shameless , always causing trouble and dragging me down with her , making me lose face as well . If I had known , I might as well have left her in that poor village . At her age , she should have already been married with kids there . David demanded , " Is the man in the photo your lover from the village ! " Veronica , who had been studying the angle from which the photo was taken , was caught off guard by the sudden question . A moment later , she broke into a smile . " Mr. Weston , do you think everyone is like you , constantly falling for someone new ? " She had originally wanted to call David blind , but then thought better of it , realizing it would be an insult to the visually impaired . David , humiliated and furious , raised his hand again to strike her . This time , without Linda there to stop him , he thought he could finally teach Veronica a lesson . But just as his hand was about to land on Veronica's cheek , she caught his wrist in a firm grip . David's face turned livid . " How dare you lay hands on me ? I'm your f your father . Veronica looked up , the faint smile gone . She snorted , "Before you call yourself my father , think about what kind of man you've become . " With that , she flung his hand away . She thought , I haven't even moved into Weston Villa yet , and they've already come to harass me again and again . Do they really take me for a pushover ? How dare you raise a hand against your own father ? I'm gonna make you pay for it ," David shouted . He rolled up his sleeves , ready to charge at Veronica . She didn't move or flinch , watching him with the faintest trace of a smile on her " What's going on here ? Oh well , if it isn't my niece Ronie ? " A careless voice came from the side , and as the words fell , Colton walked over with his hands stuffed in his pockets . T 1/1 Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!