“Is that a joke?” I asked, wondering if my ears were playing tricks on me.

“You heard me right baby girl.” Emilia said, munching on her vegetables.

“Who does that?!” Alex slammed.

“Me,” Emilia said nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders.

Oh God. This is going to be hell.

“I'm sorry, but grandma you can't stay here. I will lodge you in a hotel that's close to this place.” Alex said, picking out his phone.

“Don't bother calling your manager. Kick me out and the whole world will hear how the Almighty Alexander King kicked his grandmother out in the cold, and scary night.” Emilia said, her voice cold but domineering.

I...