CHAPTER FIFTEEN

THIRD PERSON'S POV

Valencia was pulled into the black car by two men, she fought with the men but suddenly a cold voice hit her.

‘‘Stop it.’’ Michael Scott said.

Valencia stopped fighting and looked at the old man sitting beside her. Michael signals the men to leave her.

‘‘What's wrong with you? Why did you pulled me here?’’ Valencia shouted in anger. Her shoulders tensed up by the presence of Michael Scott.

‘‘Is this your manner to talk to older people? Hmph, I was always right, you're a brat and spoiled kid.’’ Michael Scott says, his words dipped into poison.

Valencia took a deep breath and bravely faced her grandpa. ‘‘Why are you here?’’ her eyes narrowed down ‘‘You're not here to tell me this?’’ she added.

‘‘Shut up!! you brat, don't dare to talk to me in that tone.’’ Michael shouted angrily, he even raised his hand but stopped before he hit her.

Valencia flinched a little but stared at him without blinking. Her stare was enough to put fuel in Michael's anger.

‘‘Don't forget I'v