Too Little Too Late

"Sloane, I'm still your father. The way you were speaking to me just now was far too much. I’m hoping we can sit down and talk properly. You don’t have to provoke me like this," he said.

Sloane gave a faint, amused breath and spoke softly, "Dad, if I'm not mistaken, we've been basically estranged for nearly a decade. I'd almost forgotten I even had a father. What exactly is there to ‘sit down and