"Here she is sir, we found her kissing a stranger at the bar." One of my men spoke firmly, pushing my daughter to enter my office, she looked like a mess with her dress completely torn and her makeup smeared

"How dare you run away from home?...I told you perfectly well that you didn't have authorization to go out today." My tone sounded authoritative as I rested my elbows on my desk, looking at her with a cold expression, as if I would show her no mercy for what she did