"What? Father? How can you do this?" Both Ellia's parents were protesting to her grandfather.
"Christian. Helen. I've made my decision. Or are you telling me what to do?" Her grandfather asked, glaring at them. His gaze was much sharper and colder this time.
Both of them suddenly froze. He rarely looked like this, but when he did, it would be better to shut their mouths.
Their bodies began shaking. They had just heard about the decision and wanted Ellia to return, but he chose not to do it.
"If you are so capable, do it yourself without damaging the group then. You can't even do anything because that's how incapable you are!" He glared at them.
"I don't really care how capable they are, but I hope you don't mind if I make a sudden visit, Xavier." An aged voice soon echoed from the opposite side of the room.
Christian and Xavier were startled and turned around, seeing a familiar old man.
