Chapter 1202: Madam Cook's Phone Call_1

Archie Dawn stopped playing with the glazed crystal glass in his hand and placed it on the table next to him, before he slightly raised his head to look at Ruth Dawn.

"My daughter has grown up, knowing how to oppose her father," he said.

Far from anger and rage, there was actually a hint of satisfaction in Archie Dawn's eyes.

It was as if the object resting on his neck wasn't a samurai sword, but a mere wooden stick.

Ruth's hand trembled, and with a somewhat shaky voice, she cried out, "Tell me, was it really you?"

At this moment, Ruth felt as if she had never truly known Archie Dawn.

The Archie Dawn in her memory was always compliant, seldom lost his temper or raised his voice at home, and even if he argued with Eloise Torres, he would remain silent and admit defeat with his head bowed.

In Ruth's impression, her father Archie Dawn had always been dull and unresponsive.

A weak father and a strong mother had shaped Ruth's own assertive character.