After tearing through the place, he grabbed me by the collar and demanded, "Where's your grandmother?"
I glanced at my grandmother's portrait in the corner and thought, "My grandmother is already gone."
Seeing my silence, Kenny roughly grabbed my hair, yanking my head up to face him.
"Do you even know what your grandmother did?
"Don't think I'll let it slide just because she's old. She may have been old, but what she did was despicable."
A shock of anger surged through me.
My father and grandmother had both passed away, yet he continued to slander them.
"What did my grandmother do? Be clear with your words."
Kenny sneered, pulling out his phone and shoving it in my face.
"Take a good look. This is how disgusting your grandmother was! You're going to pay for this today!"
On the screen, a figure resembling my grandmother sneaked into a hospital, slipping something into the food.
"Serena is allergic to mangoes, and your grandmother put mango juice in her food, causing her to break out in a rash!"
I glanced at the timestamp on the video. It was recorded last night. By then, my grandmother had already been buried.
"That's impossible!"