Chapter 118: The Second Interrogation

**Thelma Zane’s POV** "I should go and see her," Dorothy said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I’m her only family left." I sighed, knowing this topic would weigh heavily on her heart. "But your grandmother’s mental state is still very unstable. Don’t you remember what the doctor said? She needs a completely neutral environment, far removed from her past, to recover. I know you’re worried about her, but it’s best to avoid visiting her for now." After Dorothy had moved to the palace, she’d visited her grandmother, who was undergoing intensive mental treatment. It had been a disaster. The moment the frail old woman saw her granddaughter, it was as if an unearthly force had taken over her. She broke free from her caretakers with a strength that defied her fragile frame, grabbing anything within reach to hurl at Dorothy. The scene descended into chaos as the doctors and guards scrambled to restrain her. It took hours to calm her down. The doctors had advised Doroth