Chapter 65.
A knock came on the door and one of the maids opened. It was Roland. Grandmother took a deep breath as he walked into the room. When she sent for him earlier, she was afraid that he might not honor it.
Even though they were mother and son, their relationship was sour. He hated his mother because she chose Alistair over him occasionally.
Since then, his hatred began to develop. He didn't feel loved by his mother.
"Welcome, Roland. Have a seat," the old woman smiled at her boy. He ignored her and stood at the door.
"You sent for me. What did you want?" Roland asked angrily. He did not want to enter this room.
He knew she was selfish and wanted his help to satisfy her greedy taste for things. Maybe Alistair did not fulfill her demands this time, so she had no choice but to call him.
