Chapter 19 Slap!

• Valerie moved swiftly around the dining table while Armani poured whiskey into their respective glasses, setting down plates with measured precision, her hands steady despite the unease in her chest. She was so nervous seeing her dad.
• She kept her gaze averted, focusing solely on her plating. Beads of sweat gathering on her fore head. The fresh scent of the rich, aromatic dishes filled the room, a deceptive contrast to the growing tension that made her stomach churn.
• Just as she placed the final plate before Armani, Mr Davis’ phone buzzed sharply in the partially quiet space. He pulled it out, his sharp eyes scanning the caller ID before he sighed.