In one moment, the atmosphere in the room turned so tense that it basically asked for someone to pull out a knife and start cutting it into pieces.
With his eyes still locked on the girl, Fen's pupils lost their focus. While noticing that his sight was directed towards the girl was easy, deciding at which exactly part of her he was looking for was already a task that reached the limits of what was possible.
"NO FUCKING W…"
"FATHER! Stop!"
Budging a bit when her father rose up from his chair and started shouting, Cleo quickly shut him down both with her words and deadly serious stare.
"Dear, what do you want to say?"