"I..." Ghania Quinlan’s eyes turned red again.
Cindy Lawrence watched in disbelief as she ruined the Birthday Banquet they had spent half a month preparing.
Her face went green with anger.
She picked up her cane, ready to strike: "You curse! Our family has raised you for 18 years in vain! For these 18 years, you’ve eaten our food, lived in our ho, and if not being grateful enough wasn’t bad enough, you haven’t caused enough trouble outside, but even dare to create a scene at your sister’s Birthday Banquet. If I had known you were such an ingrate, I would have never taken you from the orphanage. I should have just drowned you in the flushing toilet!"
The Quinlan family was a family of stature, one that had nearly made its way into McKinney’s upper circle.
Yet this wealthy elderly lady cursed like a shrew in the streets.
The business executives that Jeff Quinlan had invited frowned one after another.
Even Adelia Tucker, who usually got along with her, furrowed her eyebrows, a flicker of contempt crossing her eyes.
Not to ntion Mrs. Fisher and others. Mrs. Fisher felt as though there was a steel pin pricking her buttocks, restless and filled with regret for having listened to Zayn Fisher’s words and coming here to Waterfront Pavilion.
She should never have gotten involved with the Quinlan Family—they were just not fit for the upper circle!
What’s more, the conversation in that video sounded odd to her, and she had a nagging feeling that she should know sothing about it.
...
Everyone’s gaze was drawn towards them.
Jeff Quinlan felt the scornful and gossipy looks from everyone in the private room and quickly pulled on his mother’s arm: "Mom!"
He shook his head at Cindy Lawrence.
Cindy Lawrence had a belly full of fire lodged in her throat and had to save face for her son, so she reluctantly held back.
Even so, she could not help but curse out.
"Ungrateful wretch!"
Jeff Quinlan looked at the girl who stood out in the private room like a crane among chickens. The recent commotion seed to not affect her at all; she was unaffected.
Still standing there inappropriately.
With an air of defiance at the corner of her eyes.
It seems she was determined to make the Quinlan family give an explanation today!
Jeff Quinlan’s eyelids twitched uncontrollably. He hadn’t seen the contents of the video clearly from a distance, but he heard the voices.
It seed to be Ghania pushing a child down the stairs and saying a couple of harsh sentences.
This situation looked like Nathalie didn’t have conclusive evidence, and the video footage wasn’t clear, but Ghania was his biological daughter, and he had raised Nathalie for 18 years; he was clear about the nature of both individuals.
With the words that Nathalie said plus Ghania’s reaction, he knew that the video must be real!
Ghania indeed had pushed a child and caused them to fall.
Nathalie probably knew the child and had a good relationship with them, which is why she ca over to defend them.
He walked over, his face, schooled from years in the business world, maintaining composure. He did not ask Ghania about how long ago the incident in the video had occurred or why she hadn’t ntioned it to the family.
Instead, he furrowed his brows and in a mild tone started Negotiating with Nathalie, "Nathalie, I don’t know where that video of yours ca from, but based on what you’ve said, it must be Ghania’s fault. We live in a society governed by law, and it’s unrealistic to want to break Ghania’s leg.
How about this, you tell who the child is, what their na is, and where they live, and I will take Ghania to Apologize to them. We will also compensate for their dical expenses, and on top of that, we can discuss nutrition and compensation fees, how about that?"
He wanted to settle with money?
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