Jericho was about to grab Lizzie by the front of her shirt when Mark came by.

"Jericho, what are you doing to my daughter?" He said, confused by Chris's actions.

"Th..this is your daugther?" Chris gulped.

Lizzie wanted to giggle but she kept her striaight face.

"Yes, Elizabeth's my daughter," Mark raised an eyebrow looking at Chris.

"She was snooping in my locker room!" Chris tried to get out of this without getting a limb torn off.

"I was not!" Lizzie protested.

Mark stared at Chris, then stepped right in front on him, "If I ever find you near my daughter again, I'll make it so you'll never have a future in this buisness."

Chris swallowed hard, with fear.

"Lets go Elizabeth,"Mark said to her, and she followed him, turning her head and making a face at Chris.

Oh Lizzie..you're going to have quite the time here.. Yes you are.. Chris thought sedistically.

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"Elizabeth, stay away from him." Mark scolded his daughter.

"I will Daddy. I was just wandering around and he just came out of nowhere!" Lizzie said, lying through her teeth.

"Don't pull that crap with me Elizabeth. I noticed how you looked at him. You were flirting with him. Stay away from him Elizabeth. I didn't bust my ass to get here so you could screw a kid who thinks he can wrestle."

"Daddy! I can't beleive you'd insinuate that I'd do that!"Lizzie said, shocked at her fathers comments.

"Listen, I just want you to stay in the green room until it's time to leave. Don't get into any trouble." Mark stated.

"But Da--"

"Go..."

"Fine.." Lizzie went into the greenroom.