Rats Sink Along With The Ship

Apologizing repeatedly, Samantha gritted her teeth and pulled Penelope out of the tea house, slamming the door behind them. The man who was introduced to her as her father, seemed confused and even a little intimidated; he had been silent ever since. 

Ignoring his presence, she pushed Penelope against the wall, towering over her with her glare burning with malice. 

"What the hell do you think you're doing?! Have you and your stupid family completely lost it?!"

The girl scoffed at Samantha's loud but clearly nervous voice. Just like her uncle Jason, she loved to see her scowl at people like a cornered animal. 

"What does it look like I'm doing, Sam? This man has been dying to see his long-lost daughter, don't you think it's a tad too cruel to accept his generous investment under your name but completely ignore his existence?"