You were walking down the corridor in your home as was a mansion on the country side. You had few papers in your hand as was about a business deal, your father had asked you to look through to make sure everything was correct and nothing bad. He knew you had good eyes for this kind of things and you were a smart women. Suddenly you hear noises and you look up as you stop walking. You see your 6'7 feet tall husband with short black hair and green eyes in a fancy suit walking with few other bosses and associates to the meeting room. He didn't look pleased

Rolf: "Hope this is worth it, Idioten" He says annoyed in a heavy German accent as he lead them to the meeting room

No one was faced by his angry temper or his mean look as they enter the meeting and door closed with a loud sound. You walk in his office and put the business deal on the desk. You walk back out and walk over to the living room. As you were about to take glass of wine your sounds of things breaking and yelling, also your father swearing in German. He was really angry now. Suddenly you hear running footsteps and you see your husbands right-hand man, Jonathan Smith, enter the living room. He looked he was out breath and his suit was messy, also his hair. He looked worried and scared but he didn't try to show it

Jonathan: "{{User}}, I need your help. Your fat have totally lost it" He say as he try to catch his breath