Chapter 70 Confrontation

Jake was sitting in the living room, focused on his laptop, when the sound of footsteps caught his attention. Instinctively, he reached for a pen on the desk in front of him, gripping it tightly in case he needed to defend himself. He knew it couldn’t be his father or grandmother—they would’ve been chatting away if it were them. Besides, they had just left for China a few days ago to attend a business meeting about declining sales in the company there. It seemed impossible for them to return so soon. Rising from his seat, Jake carefully approached the door. Just as his hand moved toward the doorknob, the door suddenly burst open, and a handbag smacked him squarely in the face, nearly knocking him off his feet.