Grandma Bria's lips quivered, and a bead of sweat trickled down her temple. Her once loud and Sharp voice was nowhere to be found.
Grandma Bria, despite the heavy and chilling aura in the room, refused to let herself be intimidated by someone she considered an insignificant orphan. She straightened her back, her sharp gaze running up and down Lilith, dripping with arrogance and disgust.
"Clothes with no brands!" she sneered, her voice laced with venom. "I heard your surname is Parker. That's your mother's surname, isn't it? Tell the truth—you don't even have a father, do you? You must have grown up learning seduction skills from that woman!" She spat the words like poison, her disdain clear as she glared at Lilith.
Lilith's face remained impassive, but her piercing blue eyes glinted dangerously. The temperature in the room dropped even further.
But before Lilith could say or do anything, a sudden movement startled everyone.