Grandma Cobb looked as if she had already given up. She then slapped herself a few times; her entire face became as swollen as a pig’s.

Dean sighed without saying a word; he waved his hand and gestured for Katy to push him back into the store.

At the same time, Grandma Cobb was left outside to kneel.

For the sake of their marriage, years’ worth of scheming for an hour of kneeling was a good enough trade.

After that, Grandma Cobb stumbled off the ground and walked back inside her car.

The moment she sat down in the back, mixed feelings could be seen on her face; unspeakable loneliness and hatred were the only things she felt.

She gestured to the driver, then pulled up the soundproof private glass.

She dialed a number and yelled furiously, “Why isn’t Harvey dead yet?!”

“I’ve already paid you more money!”

“When are you going to kill him?!”

A respectful tone could be heard from the other side of the phone.

“Grandma Cobb, Harvey’s identity is a shocking one. It’s not that simple