Vanya's POV
When Cliff and I returned to the Silver Moon Pack, as soon as we entered, we saw Veronica directing Jenny in the living room, asking her to prepare more dishes.
The scene looked lively, but my heart skipped a beat, flooding with a sense of foreboding.
Cliff obviously sensed something, too. He instinctively took my hand almost immediately, a move so quick it surprised me.
"Veronica, what brings you here?" Cliff asked, a hint of imperceptible tension in his voice.
"I came to see my grandson and his wife. What's the matter? Are you afraid I'll disturb your alone time?" Veronica smiled broadly, clearly taking our interactions at the press conference as genuine.
I could only force a smile in response.
I knew that in her old age, Veronica loved to meddle in our affairs, but wh
