"It's a long story." Yvonne turned around and placed her hands on the railing. She fiddled with the detonator distractedly.

She'd had quite a lot to drink that night. At that moment, she felt a little hot. It was rare for her to have the urge to talk about her feelings.

"Mark has a grudge against the Miller family. I guess it started with my grandfather. My father married into the family and took my mother's name. So when I say grandfather, I mean my maternal one."

Yvonne explained simply before chuckling self-deprecatingly.

"This entire thing is quite absurd. My grandfather had an affair with a college girl. He kept the affair under wraps really well. He was a great father and a grandfather."

She continued, "The college girl looked a lot like my late grandmother, but that wasn't an excuse for the affair. He had committed an unforgivable mistake."

Yvonne was a little agitated.

Otto felt a little sorry. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have—"

"It's fine." Yvonne waved her hand. "I'm ju