"Gramp—Grandpa! Please let go of my wrist. Why are you— Leah raised her voice while being pulled through the back way, which allowed the owners and the staff to enter.
*Thud. * He let go of her wrists, and Helle slightly misstepped, landing herself on the buttocks. Pain and agitation clear in her face, Leah stared at her grandfather, who had never been so angry.
"Do you even know what you were doing there, young lady? I did not raise you to become such an immature person," Arthur finally said the words in his chest. "When did you become so manipulative? And started to look so down upon others. I have never been so humiliated in my entire life."
His chest rose and fell; the words quickly left his mouth, but his body was strained. With hazy visions and high anger, Arthur shouted, "Do not come back unless you have reflected on your actions."