"I swear, madam. Mr. Evan is in a relationship with a girl recently. But because it's still too early, he hasn't dared to tell you yet." Mr. John was still looking down.
Now Grand Lady was off Evan's desk. Even her wooden sandals, even if only one side.
"Is that true?" Grand Lady Snapped at Evan who was still hiding under the table.
Trembling and still weak from lack of sleep, he came out timidly.
"Right, Grandma," Evan nodded. His suit was a mess, as was his thick, disheveled hair. And his face looked like a zombie.
"Didn't you two have a good relationship that you fell apart like this?" guessed Grand Lady. But her face still glowed fiercely. As if she could swallow Evan alive.
"That's right, madam. Lately Mr. Evan…"
"I didn't ask you. And stop protecting every wrong that this kid makes! He has to mature quickly." Grand Lady looked furiously at Mr. John. He instantly lowered his head and did not dare to speak again.
