115.Chapter 115

The day passed quickly, and when Milo returned home that evening, he was still in a bad mood. He didn't answer anyone and just quietly stood by the window, staring blankly at the zelkova tree in the yard.

Beatrice didn't know what was bothering her precious grandson. When he wouldn't say anything, she could only instruct the kitchen to make more of Milo's favorite dishes.

"Niko, can you play with