She wore a grey suit with grey flats and pearl jewelries, standing stiffly by the door, taking in my state.

"I need to talk to you," she grilled out coldly.

"About?" I returned the cold.

She gave a contemptuous glance to the other occupants of the room. "Alone."

They immediately exited the room, except Jide was more hesitant.

"I see you are improving faster in this cheap hospital," she noted, stalking the chair by my bed.

I did not respond to that. "What do you want? I heard about how you were much of an ass the last time you visited."

"I was suggesting what was best for my granddaughter...