I looked at the elderly woman carefully. From the venom in her words and the context, it was clear — she was Haruna and Yuko's paternal grandmother, the mother of their late father.
The atmosphere in the store had become suffocating. Shoppers were whispering, phones were recording, and Kasumi looked like she was on the verge of breaking down.
I turned to the middle-aged man standing beside the old woman and spoke firmly but calmly, "Please take her away. This is not the place for this kind of scene."
The man's face twisted with anger. He stepped forward aggressively. "Why the hell should I take her away?! Is this mall yours?! Who do you think you are to order us around?!"
The woman beside him (his wife) also chimed in with a sharp, mocking tone, "Exactly! This woman seduced and ruined a good man, then killed him indirectly for his property and company shares. People like her are a disgrace to society! She should be ashamed to even show her face in public!"
