Vera’s POV
His eyes carried an indescribable malevolence, and anyone with discerning eyes could see that he was truly angry this time. Grandma is a special presence to him, untouchable by anyone. His emotions were out of control for me, his negative side took over, blaming me for everything.
I struggled to get up from the ground, my hair messy, my face full of unwillingness.
"When you were sick, a facial recognition system was installed on the doors of the house. As long as someone comes back, it can automatically identify the person's face to open the door. I hope this thing hasn't been reinstalled, right?"
Howard’s fingerprint was already forming a bruise on my sensitive face which was clearly visible, shocking to anyone who saw it. The servants in the house gradually came back one b
