The room suddenly went silent.
Grandpa Perry felt his breath cut off.
"Let go! Let go! Are you insane?!"
"I asked you a question—where is Anna buried? Answer me!"
Grandpa Perry, gasping from the lack of oxygen, snapped without thinking: "How the hell would I know?! Let go of me, you crazy woman!"
"Madam, what are you doing? Let go! Are you trying to kill him?!" Amelia shrieked.
Mr. Perry the Second also shouted, "Madam! What has the Perry Family ever done to you, for you to treat my father this way?!"
"You don't know… haha, you don't even know…"
Grandma Perry ignored both Amelia and Mr. Perry the Second.
She wasn't heartbroken anymore—she just found it laughable.
"You, who claimed to visit Anna's grave every May… you, who claimed to care so deeply for your daughter…"
"And yet you don't even know where she's buried."
Dead silence.
Grandpa Perry suddenly realized what he had just said.
His face turned ghostly pale.
