The old woman detected the dissatisfaction in Rosalind's tone, and a flash of anger appeared on her face. "Rosalind, are you blaming me? Did I make that girl disappear? Ever since she came to the Ancient Keep, this place hasn't had a single day of peace."
The old woman was just getting into her tirade, completely oblivious to Caden Reginald's expression, which had darkened ominously. The old man, who was closest to Caden, felt the murderous aura radiating from him and had a bad feeling.
"Be quiet!" the old man snapped, looking at his wife with a pained expression.
'If I don't stop her now,' he thought, 'my grandson is going to lose it. He might just tear the whole Ancient Keep down.'
The old man's sudden rebuke made the old woman flush with embarrassment. She immediately fell silent, and the living room quieted down once more.
The old woman shot her husband a resentful look, as if to blame him for publicly putting her on the spot and causing her to lose face.
