87. Amelia's POV

"I'm really sorry about grandpa's." Vivianne apologized over her meal. "He was really harsh with you and...I don't like it. He doesn't like you, does he?" She asked and I forced out a smile.

"Dear Anne, it's fine if your grandpa doesn't like me." I said, swallowing the lump in my throat as I tried not to show how hurt I was.

"You can't really judge by the words." I sighed, wiping the oil stain off her lips. "He might just be in a bad mood."

I just have to say all of these because I was with Vivianne. I balled my fists under the table. I...