I quickly got dressed and headed downstairs. Atlas also woke up and looked at me, but I gestured to him, saying, “Go back to
sleep.”
I wondered who could be at the door and why they pressed the doorbell so frantically early in the morning. It made me uneasy,
and I hoped nothing bad had happened.
Unexpectedly, I saw Grace through the peephole and quickly understood what was happening.
After some thought, I opened the door. Grace hurried in and angrily pushed me aside when she saw me. I could do nothing
besides shaking my head in resignation.
Once inside, Grace scolded me, “You lied to me! You promised to let me see Ava, but where is she? She’s my granddaughter
and has the Murphys’ blood in her veins. Why won't you let me see her?!”
I gazed at her and realized she had the Murphy family trait of yelling. However, I gave her space to vent because she was the
most pitiful member of the family but also cared dearly for Ava.
“Tell your daughter to come down, or I'll go upstairs. You're so carefree living in this luxurious apartment, and it’s all thanks to my
son. It's unfair that you have a place like this to yourself. Why won't you let me see her?!”
I closed the door and returned to the living room to pour her some water. I said calmly, “Have a seat. Here, drink some water
first.”
“Don't try to fool me. Where's Ava?!” She turned to head upstairs.
Immediately after, I replied, “She’s not home. She went to Celestis Island and won't be home for a while.”
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