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Alisha had never been in her grandfather's office, it was always a locked door. She had never had a chance to see what was inside, that night, she was disappointed to find an ordinary office.

Several papers on the desk.

A chair in front, her grandfather in the chair behind the desk, he seemed focused on reading a document.

Standing at the entrance of the office, she let out a snort, her grandfather being the host of the party had retired leaving his guests to read some documents, they would be more important than the people who came to see him.

Alisha went inside and closed the door with a slam that caught the attention of the man behind the wood, her grandfather looked away from the document, he left it on the table.

She didn't care about barging in, nor did she care about slamming the door in the face of her grandfather's filial personal assistant, she simply walked until she was in front of the older man, her grandfather who was seated, watching her every move.

It was strange to ha