43 ii. Hands of Fate

"You heard me. I have no need for a grandson who brings dishonor to this family," the old woman merely raised an eyebrow at the poor girl who knelt in front of her.

"Please... I will do anything. Please save him," Mary begged Dominus's only living relative to help save him.

She knew he needed immediate medical attention and possibly rehabilitation efforts later on to go back to his functioning self.

She doesn't have the financial capacity to help Dominus and the only one who can, unfortunately, has not extended much help yet.

"Can you really do anything to save him? Are you sure about that? Or should I expect the worse from someone like you? After all, you are the cause of all the bad things that have happened. You are a bad karma for my grandson! From the moment we met, I knew you were a bad thing. A good-for-nothing social climber out to rob this family's treasury and bring shame to us all!" the old woman looks at her with no trace of pity or second guesses.