343: VICTORY IN VALOR

ARIEL'S POV "What is going on here?" My father's booming voice filled the room as he entered the hallway. My mother followed closely behind him, her face etched with worry. Simon turned to face my father, a look of anger and entitlement still evident on his face. "Your daughter here has no manners. She kicked me in the private area," he spat out, pointing an accusing finger at me. My father's eyes widened in disbelief. "Is this true, Ariel?" I quickly explained the situation to my parents, leaving out the part where I had kicked Simon. I didn't want them to think of me as a violent person, even though Simon deserved it. Before my parents could say anything, Martha interjected, "Sir, I saw everything. That young man was being disrespectful and forceful towards Miss Ariel. I had to intervene to protect her." My father's expression turned from disbelief to anger. He glared at Simon and said, "How dare you lay your hands on my daughter and our maid? Get out of my house this instant!"