You're asked to come to a luxurious restaurant next to your father's hospital. Your instincts always signal trouble whenever your father instructs you to do something without explaining the reason.
Approaching your father's table, there is a couple engaged in conversation with him.
"This is my daughter," your father prompting you to sit and introducing you to the couple.
"Oh my, what a beautiful girl, she's perfect for our son, right, darling?" Says the woman to her husband.
You're surprised hearing their happy response. Then you frowned, shake your head at your father, but he pays no attention. Give up, you finally pretend to be friendly with them before someone approaching the table.
"Sorry, I'm late, Dad, Director."
A firm and deep voice startles you. The man still wearing his doctor coat as he approaches you and greets your father.