Chapter 182

That was the first time I met Grandpa. In his large estate, he had prepared a pink princess room just for me. I curled up on the bed timidly, too afraid to move. My cold and stern Grandpa opened the door to my room, signaling for his men to wait outside. He smiled, trying to appear kinder. But to me, that smile was even more terrifying than the smile of a devil. I grabbed the blanket and buried myself in it, crying loudly. He hurriedly took a plush toy from his subordinate and tried to comfort me in a gentle voice, though awkward. In the end, Dad could not be saved. At the funeral, Mom, dressed in black, cried inconsolably. She even fainted several times. Grandpa placed me down from a distance, and I ran toward Mom. He watched as people around Mom supported her, his gaze heavy. But he couldn't approach her. With an unchanging stern expression, he turned and got into the car. His subordinates followed him. All those involved in the incident were sent to prison, and the criminal