Today Kezia woke up early in the morning. She has worn a formal dress, where she is wearing a dress that fits her body, lined with a blazer that matches her.
The hairdos in the booth were neat with small pins on her head, and sheer makeup now complements her look today.
"Are you ready?" asked George to his granddaughter, who was already sitting in the penthouse dining room.
Kezia nodded her head slowly, confidently answering George's short question.
"Okay, let's have breakfast. I'm sure your stomach doesn't feel hungry right now. It's just that if it's not filled, then when you get restless or nervous, it can be a bit of a problem for you."
Kezia did not dodge but agreed with George's words. The grandfather already knew herself very well, for that Kezia could only say yes to all George's words.
Soon the two of them enjoyed their simple breakfast.
