Chapter 115: I'm Alice 

Pamela didn't know she was already shedding tears. She didn't know she was drenched in her own sweat and beads of it rose on her temple. The door opened suddenly and she came face to face with her grandfather. The two of them stared at each other and for a few seconds, none said a word to the other. "Were you eavesdropping on our conversation?"Tarvan asked, frowning in disapproval. This is not right. How can she be picking up on their conversation, especially this argument and misunderstanding. "I didn't mean to, grandpa. I was coming to find out why I was hearing grandma's voice. I'm sorry" Pamela explained hurriedly. Tarvan nodded passively. He didn't say anything else but called a servant and told her to bring his suitcase downstairs. Pamela went after him. She knew her grandfather was trying hard to hold back his fury and keep his temper in check. His facial expression was hard like a stone and his eyes had gone reddened. "Grandfather, where are you going?" Pamela asked, going over