Valerie's POV
Right this minute, I don't know how to feel or the best way to react. The only thing that came to my head was to go downstairs, take a glass of ginger juice and help her designers a little, but that will be discourteous to me.
I used my hand to wipe my face, then heaved a deep sigh. While staring at her. The way she kept scrutinizing me from head to toe made me more angry than I am.
"Why in heaven's name did you do that?" Grandma shouted as she walked towards me.
"Didn't you hear what I just said? It's a funny mistake, but then it's just an orange juice, not like it's a black coffee or something." She said while chuckling lightly.
"You have to apologize to her right this minute if you say it's a mistake." His grandma said to her while giving her a deadly glare, but that didn't work for her, I guess.