Maya's POV
I helped my granny settle down on the couch, placing her walking cane beside her.
Looking over my shoulder, I said to Kim's mom who was still looking around with her head held high like a proud peacock.
"You're free to stand, after all, I don't have any seat befitting your honorable status "
The sarcasm beneath my words was so obvious that even the maidservant snickered quietly at the side.
"You disrespectful chil-" The rest of her words died off when she realized I purposely incited her to anger.
Kim's mother humphed and sat down grumpily, crossing one leg over the other with a posture only socialites would be able to pull off flawlessly.
"Make yourself comfortable " I patted granny affectionately and left to get her a drink.
Grandma Octavia was an ardent drinker notwithstanding her age and because I spent half of my childhood with her, inherited her great drinking prowess.
