From her tone alone, it was clear that Aleena held very little regard for Rae Bennett, her "granddaughter."
The reason wasn't just because of Rae's occupation, but also because of Mollie Jones. Aleena disliked her eldest daughter-in-law, since her son listened too much to her, and because she hadn't provided the Bennett Family with a male heir.
But Mollie Jones was not one to be pushed around either, "She's my daughter, isn't that quite normal here?"
Aleena, in her seventies, was strong and robust, with broad shoulders and quick, agile steps. She first walked past Rae, then went to the kitchen, grabbed a bag of salt, poured out a handful, and scattered it on the living room floor, not sparing the foyer and the hallway either.
Rae suddenly didn't want to leave, and put her cat-head slippers back on.
"Grandma, are you tired, do you want me to help you?"
Aleena jumped back as if to avoid her at all costs, "Stay away from me."
"Oh."
Rae was very obedient.
