The old man I hate

"Who are you?". Mr. Stevan asked, glaring intently at Qiara. 

Instantly Qiara clenched her fists because her papa didn't know her or pretended not to know her. 

Without saying anything Qiara turned her face and left. 

"Qiara Larez ...".

Instantly Qiara stopped when her father called her name. 

Mr Stevan's footsteps sounded heavy, after which the old man whom she hated was standing in front of her. 

"Tell me why are you here? Did your mother ask you to come ask for money? Or has she given up on taking care of you like she gave me Vania". Asked Mr Stevan. 

Qiara's gaze was very sharp, she hated the old man in front of her even more after hearing what he asked. 

"Mama never gave Vania to you, instead you took it by force". Qiara said.