Chapter 169: Chapter 169

Clara Quinn looked at Old Mrs. Quinn with tearful eyes, gently wiping her reddened nose, appearing frail and weak, a stark contrast to when she lashed out at Sean Carter.

Old Mrs. Quinn stared at Clara’s reddened eyes, frowning tightly, "Didn’t Sienna even try to protect you?"

"Protect? That’s too much to ask for. She helped those employees mock me and Mom, disgracefully losing face for the Quinn Family." Clara pouted as she spoke.

Old Mrs. Quinn struck the floor with her cane forcefully, her already wrinkled face appearing frighteningly dry.

Narrowing her eyes, she turned to Amanda Warren, asking, "Have you told Sienna about the birthday party tomorrow night?"

When the birthday party was mentioned, Amanda shook her head in frustration, "We didn’t even get a chance to say anything. As soon as we arrived, the employees surrounded us claiming we were trying to cling onto Sienna. When Sienna arrived, they said this wasn’t the Quinn Group and told us not to make a fuss."

Old Mrs. Quinn’s expression turned exceptionally ugly as she coldly replied, "Is this true?"

Saying that, she stood up and started walking outside, leaning on her cane. Clara and Amanda exchanged glances and quickly followed, with Clara supporting Old Mrs. Quinn.

"Grandma, please don’t be angry. Sienna’s status has risen, she has power now, and she doesn’t regard us anymore."

"Hmph! I just want to remind her that no matter how far she advances, we’re still her guardians!"

Amanda, following behind, smirked proudly, eager to see what would happen when Old Mrs. Quinn got involved. Would Sienna still stay strong as she did just now?

Sienna sat in the office, organizing the files on her desk, glancing at the already-established plan, a mischievous smile creeping onto her lips.

The morning’s events were just a minor episode, failing to stir any waves in her mood.

"President Quinn, President Yates and the board members are waiting for you in the meeting room." Danielle Carter, standing nearby, quietly reminded her.

Sienna held the plan in her hand, excited about implementing it at the meeting, her heart racing at the thought of her upcoming endeavors, overwhelmed with excitement.

"Alright, let’s head to the meeting room now."

Sienna walked out with the plan, indeed hearing some noise at the door.

"What’s going on?" She asked Danielle, confusion evident. Due to Clara’s earlier actions, Sean Carter had already gone to the hospital to bandage his wound.

Danielle went to check the situation, and Sienna remained standing. Shortly after, Danielle returned, appearing hesitant to speak: "It’s... it’s your family, President Quinn."

"Family?" Sienna raised an eyebrow, spotting three familiar figures through the gaps in the crowd, frowning slightly.

Unexpectedly, Old Mrs. Quinn also came at this time, Sienna smiling coldly: "Really clever; came in the morning and didn’t get any reward, so dragged the elderly here in the afternoon. Do they think I will fall for it?"

"Should we go and take a look?" Danielle asked quietly.

Sienna paused for a moment. Had there not been the previous family gathering, she might have really gone to see her grandma. But from that discussion, Sienna clearly understood that her grandmother knew everything, yet didn’t want to investigate the truth about her parents. To her, Tom Quinn was still the most important son.

The excessive favoritism made Sienna aware that the family had long become irrelevant to her.

"No need to see, let’s go to the meeting." As she spoke, she headed towards the meeting room direction, not turning back, merely instructing Danielle to call security to escort these people out.

Just as Sienna was about to leave, Amanda spotted her with sharp eyes, calling out in Sienna’s direction: "Sienna, your grandmother and I came to see you."

Old Mrs. Quinn slowly turned, warmly addressing Sienna’s back: "Sienna!"

Danielle looked at Sienna with difficulty, "President Quinn, what should we do now?"

Sienna halted, knowing she couldn’t pretend not to see them. This text is hosted at NoveI(F)ire.net

"Grandma, when did you arrive? Why didn’t you let me know in advance so I could pick you up." Sienna beamed at Old Mrs. Quinn, her affectionate demeanor causing Old Mrs. Quinn’s expression to change slightly, unable to discern any airiness.

Old Mrs. Quinn chuckled, "I heard from your aunt and cousin about a misunderstanding this morning, so I came to check on you."

"It’s a misunderstanding by Cousin and Aunt." Sienna lamented, surrounded by a circle of people. Sienna glanced over, these were employees who experienced the morning commotion, instantly understanding her signal, echoing in agreement.

Clara’s face turned unsightly, gritting her teeth and sneering at the supportive crowd, "You all are in cahoots, assailing Mom and me, now pretending to be goody-two-shoes."

"Cousin, saying that is truly reversing black and white. I arrived in the morning to hear you yelling loudly here, criticizing the attire of Yates Group employees, such behavior is inappropriate."

Sienna stated word by word, causing Old Mrs. Quinn’s originally normal expression to become piercing, glaring at Clara and Amanda.

Facing Old Mrs. Quinn’s piercing eyes, Amanda’s body trembled slightly, smiling awkwardly, "Clara tends to speak without thinking, being impulsive."

Cold sweat trickled down Amanda’s back, never expecting Sienna to turn the situation around and complain to Old Mrs. Quinn.

Old Mrs. Quinn sharply glanced at Amanda, "Grandma came today just to tell you, tomorrow night is your birthday party."

Birthday party? Sienna chuckled lightly, only aware of this through Rachel Warren before, otherwise, she wouldn’t have known about a birthday party, sparking curiosity that she might be tomorrow’s main character.

Yet, in this birthday party under her name, she felt like an outsider.

Old Mrs. Quinn gently patted her shoulder, kindly saying, "Return home tomorrow morning to prepare well. You’re our family’s daughter, so it’s crucial to make the scene grand."

Sienna nodded in agreement, observing Clara and Amanda’s grim faces, her smile growing bigger.

Danielle, head lowered, murmured loud enough for everyone to hear: "President Quinn, the board members are still waiting for you to attend the meeting."

Danielle’s voice precisely reached Old Mrs. Quinn and the others, Clara snorted coldly, "Getting more pompous, talking to Grandma while rushing for a meeting."

"It’s my job, and it’s currently working hours. I believe Grandma would understand just as you haven’t worked before, so lack of understanding is expected."

Sienna smiled at her, causing Clara to stare daggers at Sienna, choking on her words, unable to respond.