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It doesn't take too long. Daniel is now in his yard, which he hasn't been to for a long time.
His footsteps suddenly felt heavy to enter the main door of the house.
(Sound the door opened)
The door opened, unlocked as if Carl had been waiting for him.
"Finally, you came here, son," said the middle-aged man from inside the house.
Daniel could only sigh heavily.
Somehow he felt that this meeting with his father was as unpleasant as before.
"What's the matter dad? Why you called me until gave a message to Jack? Can't just dad call me right away without involving Jack?" Daniel softly replied to his father's words as he stepped his foot towards the living room sofa.
Carl just shrugged his shoulders and looked at the boy's face, who looked not enthusiastic about meeting him.
"So now you are not happy when dad asked you to come home?" asked Carl suddenly.
The clueless Daniel frowned softly.