Third Person's Point of View
"Old man, tell me the truth. Are you making fun of me, huh?" Demetria whispered softly in her room while talking to the old man on the other line. She could hardly face Alfeo right now because she was so embarrassed.
"What are you talking about?"
"Don't get me wrong, Mr. Christopher. First, you lied that your grandson has Alzheimer's. Second, you didn't say to me what my real mission here in Milan really is. And third, this house you said that you already rented it and this is a boarding house for Pete's sake. But it turn out that it's your grandson's house! " She was almost out of breath because of the extreme anger she is feeling. Her veins almost came out of her head when she tried to stop shouting loudly.
"M-My grandson is there?" Mr. Christopher laugh. While Demetria just rolled her eyes out of annoyance towards this old man she was talking to on the phone.
