บท 809: Complicating

The door to a medium sized room suddenly opened, and a purple haired young girl stepped inside.

Sweeping her gaze across the room, Zoey's eyes instantly landed on a beautiful woman with similar purple hair seated in a chair at one side of the room.

As Zoey saw the expression on the woman's face, she couldn't help but feel confused. It was an odd and unusual look for her grandmother, especially since this was the first time they had met in over two years.

"I greet the Parag—" Zoey began speaking, but Seraphina immediately waved her hand dismissively, interrupting her.

"Oh, save the useless greetings, granddaughter," Seraphina said curtly.

'She's pissed.' Zoey's confusion deepened as she heard her grandmother address her that way. Anytime Seraphina called her "granddaughter" with that tone, it was a surefire sign she was 100% angry.