A Perfect Grandma Like a Queen

At the residence of Grand Lady

"The target is within a two-five meter radius from the trap's starting point. Please Madam prepare yourself!" Peter, Grand Lady's assistant, now had binoculars in his eyes. Squinting and ascertaining the detailed distance from Clara and the group's position, the man in his forties carefully descended.

Meanwhile, Grand Lady peeked out from behind her window. Her white hair poked at the end of a wooden window. "Hm, she has a more terrifying mentality than any girl I've met. I salute her, but she makes me have to be on guard."

Grand Lady went to her room to put on a jet-black dress. There was some netting around the seam of her collarbone. A black party hat also completes the style.

She went to go to another room. It was not far from the room where her dress was.