"You wicked woman, trying to scald me to death?"
Mrs. Jenkins's face was filled with fury, her voice bitter and harsh, completely disregarding Olivia Jenkins.
Olivia's beautiful face wore no expression at all, giving no hint of what she might be thinking. Her piercing eyes didn't even blink as she stared at her grandmother.
If Olivia had shown anger, or revealed her emotions, Mrs. Jenkins would not have been afraid. But Olivia's cold, emotionless silence unsettled her and made her tremble with unease.
Mrs. Jenkins covertly studied Olivia, feeling a tightening in her heart, and she was compelled to reduce her sharpness just a little.
"You wicked woman, still standing there? Are you trying to starve me? Are you trying to torment me?"
Still, Olivia remained silent, her gaze never wavering from her grandmother.
Her behavior made Mrs. Jenkins feel uneasy, as if Olivia's piercing stare was causing her scalp to tingle. She consciously avoided Olivia's claw-like gaze.
