112 POURING MY MIND TO YOU

“Dad now is not the time for you to talk about how I'm a huge disappointment. I'm not in a good mood so could you please do this another time?” She groaned as she massaged her temples. “You're not in a good mood?” He asked. She rolled her eyes. “What do you think, Dad? Of course, I'm not in a good mood and all you're doing right now is making it worse so please just end the call if you're not going to make me feel better.” “Do you think the world cares whether or not you're doing fine?” He questioned her, making her sink Further into the couch. “But you're my father. You should at least care how I'm doing, shouldn't you?” She lamented. “You complain I don't call you yet all you do when we get on a call is to berate me and make me feel worse about myself. Does it make you happy?” “I'm trying to help you, dear. You can't keep staying over there doing nothing when you can simply come over here to take over my company,” he told her. “I have a job now, Dad,” she snapped