"M-my dad, h-he's in Milan," Delilah replied timidly. James frowned and stood to stare at Delilah.
"He tricked me. Now you have to pay for it!" Delilah was more perplexed. What happened exactly?
"I swear, Mr. J. I gave the money to my father, and he said he would give it back to you." James sighed and understood now. Mark had deceived him and his daughter. He must have run away now.
James loosened his grip on Delilah. He walked closer to Delilah, who was afraid to retreat. James didn't stop until he bore Delilah up with his dominant height.
"Today, I want my money back. I don't care who took your money. I want mine now!" James growled in a low, scary tone. Delilah trembled to scare and sobbed by shaking her head.
"I ... please give me more time, Mr. J. I don't have the money now," Del
