Chapitre 102: TALK TO MY HAND

Noah's POV:

Grandpa yelled at me for one hour after I showed him the ID. I thought he would stop scolding me after thirty minutes. But he somehow managed to do it for one hour. 

" I am sorry, Grandpa. I was so anxious that I didn't care to look at the name on the ID," I apologized for the hundredth time. 

" You are just sorry," he fired at me. " You scared the bones out of me. I just now lost my daughter, and you made me think that I am going to lose my territory."

"Again, Grandpa, I am sorry."

He bared his fang-like teeth at me. " I don't want to lose anything else because of your carelessness."

" I'll try to be more conscious from now on, Grandpa. But please tell me what we are going to do about Znakomstvo. He is clearly sending us a warning message with that fake ID. Znakomstvo is looking forward to seizing the LA territory, and I think that-"