"Sister, you don’t need to worry that I’m here to compete for Old Mrs. Quinn’s favor. I’m just concerned about her health and came to visit and express my feelings..."
Cassia Everett looked aggrieved, as if she had been bullied by Serena.
Serena was already accustomed to Cassia’s constant act of being a pitiful little white flower. Her delicate porcelain-white face showed no emotion, but her words made Cassia’s expression change dramatically.
"The perfume you’re wearing is overpoweringly strong, Grandma Quinn has asthma, and she will be allergic if she smells the perfume on you."
"Also, Grandma Quinn’s health is at a critical stage for recovery right now. Your loud noise outside her room is disturbing her rest. Is this what you call your concern?"
Cassia was rendered speechless, her face instantly stiff. She wasn’t genuinely here to visit Old Mrs. Quinn; she just wanted a chance to get close to Damian Quinn.
After hearing Serena’s words, the guards at the door looked at Cassia with even more disdain.
"Please leave at once, or don’t blame us for being rude."
Cassia was so angry that her nose almost went crooked. She was the dignified heiress of the Everett Family, and yet these mere guards dared to speak to her ?!
The most hateful of all was that bitch Serena!
Why did she say so much? Did she think she was some kind of miracle doctor?
"Sister, I truly came to see Old Mrs. Quinn sincerely. I don’t know why you have such hostility towards me!" Cassia shot her a vicious glance, then displayed her heiress demeanor to the guards at the door, "Today, Grandpa specifically instructed me to come and visit Old Mrs. Quinn. If you insist on listening to certain people and prevent me from seeing her, what happens to the relationship between the Quinn and Everett families, can you bear that responsibility?"
Indeed, the guards hesitated. After all, the Quinn Family and the Everett Family were long-time allies. If their blocking really led to a deterioration in relations, they wouldn’t end up well...
Seeing the hesitation on the faces of the guards, Cassia smiled triumphantly, confident that since the Quinn and Everett families were always on friendly terms, as long as she announced her identity, Old Mrs. Quinn would definitely see her!
"Sister, you should step aside and not block me from entering to see Old Mrs. Quinn..."
Before Cassia could finish her triumphant words, an elderly voice interrupted.
"I listen to everything my Serena dear says. Whoever she doesn’t want to let in, just drive them away!"
Old Mrs. Quinn slowly walked out from the hospital room, her expression still tinged with fatigue, obviously woken up, with a look of displeasure on her face.
"You all remember, in my house, what Serena dear says is law; no one can disobey her!"
Serena dear was not only her favorite granddaughter-in-law but also her benefactor who had saved her life twice. She absolutely couldn’t let Serena dear suffer any mistreatment or grievances!
Seeing Old Mrs. Quinn defend Serena , Cassia’s face stiffened further, but she quickly forced a bright smile, her tone unconsciously carrying a hint of flattery.
"Grandma Quinn, I specifically came to see you today..."
Her words were cut off coldly by Old Mrs. Quinn.
"In the Quinn Family, I only have two grandsons, no granddaughters. I can’t afford to accept you calling me grandma."
If Serena dear didn’t like someone, neither would she!
Old Mrs. Quinn had a decidedly poor impression of Cassia, and her usually kind and amiable face turned stern, exuding a sharp aura.
The incident of Cassia Everett plagiarizing at the piano exchange meeting, although the Everett Family suppressed the news, she had still heard some rumors.
Plagiarism was embarrassing enough, yet she didn’t apologize and instead played the victim, which was even more contemptible.
Both were from the Everett Family, so why was the contrast between her and Serena dear so great?
Old Mrs. Quinn couldn’t help but feel thankful in her heart; fortunately, the engagement was with Serena dear, not Cassia Everett. If Cassia had been engaged to Damian, that would have been terrible!
If Cassia had been engaged to Damian, she wouldn’t even need Damian to personally break off the engagement; she would rush to the Everett Family overnight to do so!
Cassia didn’t expect Old Mrs. Quinn to be so ungracious, awkwardly biting her lip, her eyes turning malicious, and she gritted her teeth in hatred.
It must be that bitch Serena saying something about her in front of Old Mrs. Quinn, otherwise, why would Old Mrs. Quinn dislike her so much?!
Serena: "Grandma, why are you awake? You just took your medicine; you need to rest well."
Turning her head towards Serena, all sternness disappeared from Old Mrs. Quinn’s face, replaced by pure kindness.
"Okay, okay, Grandma listens to everything my Serena dear says, going back to rest right now!"
Old Mrs. Quinn lovingly took Serena’s hand and turned back to the hospital room, without sparing even a glance for Cassia, completely ignoring her.
Cassia, unwilling, spoke up, "Old Mrs. Quinn, Grandpa has always been worried about you, so he specifically asked me to come and visit you today..."
Old Mrs. Quinn still didn’t look at her, cutting her off directly, "Go back and tell your grandpa, with Serena dear by my side, I’m doing well, no need to worry! You can leave."
Hearing Old Mrs. Quinn repeatedly calling Serena "dear" and mercilessly ordering her to leave, made Cassia incredibly jealous.
What kind of bewitching potion did that bitch Serena feed Old Mrs. Quinn to make her like her so much!
Why does that bitch Serena have so many people’s affections?!
Chase Sherman had his hands, as exquisite as a work of art, resting on his coat. The next moment, the coat was tossed into the trash bin.
"Master Damian, what are you doing?" asked Chase, unable to contain his curiosity.
That suit jacket was worth six figures, and yet Master Damian just tossed it out like that?
"The jacket picked up a smell of alcohol," Damian Quinn said, lazily, with a doting smile on his devilishly handsome face, "What if it bothers my little one later?"
He shouldn’t have asked!
Another round of dog food being shoved in his face!
"Did you get that equipment?"
Hearing this, Chase immediately returned to seriousness and respectfully replied, "Master Damian, the equipment has been seized from The Netherworld Syndicate."
Damian Quinn nodded slightly, "Very good."
"Master Damian, why did you have to take that equipment from The Netherworld Syndicate? Although valuable, it has no use for you..." Get full chapters from NoveI(F)ire.net
He really couldn’t understand why their Master Damian would do this. Although Master Damian wasn’t afraid of The Netherworld Syndicate, there was no need to make such a powerful enemy...