In all her years, the old lady had never been slapped. The blow left her stunned.
"You hag! You think you can just walk away after scheming against the Sutton family?"
"You set a trap to send my daughter to jail just so your granddaughter could get even. All of Graymoor says you dote on her, that you're the 'world's best grandmother.' But is that really the truth?"
"Why is Joyce Monroe's reputation so bad? You had a big hand in that, didn't you!"
At his words,
the entire living room fell deathly silent.
Having worn a mask for over twenty years, it had probably long since fused with her skin. Now that it was being forcefully ripped away, the old lady's face turned ashen, and her whole body trembled.
「Meanwhile, in the courtyard of the old residence」
Preston Monroe had planned to leave first with his wife and children, but his phone vibrated. It was a call from Timothy Sutton…
