Chapter 450 “His Choice”

Hearing the sound of the door handle turning, Mrs. Raman was coaxing Andy to drink milk in the living room. Because of what had happened the previous two days, Andy had not been able to begin to accept the new environment. Holding the bottle and feeling the milk getting colder, she almost exhausted her patience and laid it heavily on the floor.
“Andy, I’m your grandmother.” Mrs. Raman looked sullen and almost growled.
Andy blinked her eyes and after a few seconds of silence,...