Chapter 33: The Double-edged Sword

"What are you doing here, grandpa?" Jeremy asked and Jacques turned away.

"Why can't I be here? Do you own this place?" The old man's voice was haughty. Jacques decided to leave since he has nothing to do with her.

As she took a step forward, the cane suddenly was thrust in front of her legs. If she wasn't quick on her feet, she'd have fallen face-first on the floor.

She knitted her brows and looked at the old man and he scoffed.

"Is she your wife?" Alexander Volkonsky asked Jeremy while patting Jacques's knees with his cane. Jacques took a sidestep to avoid his cane and he stared at her from top to bottom.

"She's pretty. It's probably her genes," with a nod he looked at Jeremy, "And aren't you two made for each other? Both of you dress like a bum," he said and waved his walking stick. "Step aside, bum. I have to meet my good old friend."

"Which friend, grandpa?" Jeremy walked with the old man while he tried to push him away.

Jacques shrugged and looked at herself. She was wearing her