#Chapter 79: Get Out of Your Head

[Third-Person’s POV] Alexander knew that he had inherited his lethal death glare from his grandmother. It was a look that could have been trademarked because when it was used everyone in the general vicinity knew that it meant things were about to go down. It wasn’t often that Alexander was on the receiving end of such a look; however, he had a pretty good feeling that he was about to find out why his grandmother had chosen to pay him an unexpected visit. “Why don’t you sit down?” Wendy gave him a feigned look of surprise. “My, my. And here I thought you’d lost all of the manners I had instilled into you.” She took a seat in one of the chairs across from him and leveled her gaze. “I’m not going to draw this whole thing out because, frankly, I don’t wish to waste the remainder of my afternoon having to speak to you on this particular matter,” she said coldly. Alexander raised his brows. Oh, yeah, Wendy was mad. Obscenely mad. He sat back in his chair and nodded f