Chapter 177: Chapter 177

"You little brat, what nonsense are you spouting?" Clara Quinn was already angry with no place to vent, and hearing Evan Quinn say that, her explosive temper flared up immediately.

Old Mrs. Quinn snorted coldly.

Amanda Warren saw this and quickly stood up, and slapped Clara Quinn across the face, the crisp sound of a slap echoed throughout the dining room.

Clara Quinn covered her face, staring blankly at Amanda Warren: "Mom...did you just hit me?" Her face full of disbelief, Amanda Warren, who had always cherished her dearly from childhood, now slapped her across the face.

"It’s dinner time, what are you making a scene for? No sense of decorum at all."

"You’re hitting me for the sake of a little bastard?" Clara Quinn’s eyes teared up, and her pretty little face scrunched up miserably.

Hearing this word, Old Mrs. Quinn covered Evan Quinn’s ears, turned her head to Clara Quinn: "Chloe is the son of Sienna and Landon! Is this what a lady of a distinguished family should say? Take her back to her room and don’t let her out before the birthday banquet."

Tears that were swirling in her eyes started to fall as soon as Old Mrs. Quinn spoke, tears pattered down. She had lived in this house for so long, yet for the sake of a woman who had just returned, she was put under house arrest.

Tom Quinn, fearing that Clara might further upset Old Mrs. Quinn with her shouting and making a scene, snorted: "What are you standing there for? Hurry and take her back to her room?"

Amanda Warren quickly dragged Clara Quinn away.

Tom Quinn glanced at the old lady, somewhat puzzled as to why she seemed so fond of this child? Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs nοvelfire.net

But because of Old Mrs. Quinn, his attitude towards Sienna had also improved a lot: "Just have a good birthday tomorrow, after the elder brother and sister-in-law passed away, you haven’t celebrated your birthday, have you."

Sienna’s hand trembled a little, Tom Quinn was not wrong, since her parents passed away, she hadn’t celebrated her birthday again.

Tom Quinn didn’t notice Sienna’s abnormality and continued his self-justifying rhetoric: "Even though you’re now Landon’s ex-wife, he still hasn’t married Vera Yates, as long as you make good use of your child, you can keep him tied. So, tomorrow’s birthday banquet, make sure to perform well, we as your family naturally should support you, after all, with brother and sister-in-law not around, we are your elders."

Listening to Tom Quinn’s self-righteous speech, Sienna remained silent all along.

Tom Quinn spoke for a long time, eyes displeased as he looked at Sienna; he said so much, yet she didn’t respond at all, snorting coldly: "President Quinn really has an air of importance, she doesn’t even listen to what I, the uncle, have to say."

With her head lowered all this while, without uttering a sound, Sienna slowly raised her gaze, her cold eyes filled with sarcasm and resentment, laughed mockingly: "My elders? Uncle, do I not have parents, or do you pretend not to know?"

"You... you don’t slander me, what happened to brother and sister-in-law was an accident." Tom Quinn’s heart trembled, Sienna had brought up past events several times, treating him as the culprit long ago.

The incident five years ago had always been a secret in Tom Quinn’s heart, squinting his eyes staring at Sienna, these few mentions of the matter, could she have gotten a lead on that issue?

"You’re increasingly disrespectful, ever since brother passed away, have you just let yourself go? Is ignoring elders something brother taught you?"

"You have no right to mention my parents."

Sienna spoke expressionlessly, suppressing the anger within her heart.

"I have no right? I’m your uncle, I have the right to instruct you, the right to speak of your father." Tom Quinn snorted coldly, pounding the table forcefully.

Evan Quinn watched this irascible man indifferently, with his big beer belly, layers of greasy fat, and hollowly fierce anger, making Evan Quinn’s plump little mouth pout with discontent.

A crisp shattering sound rang out, the cup in front of Sienna was smashed fiercely to the ground, the shrill breaking sound interrupting Tom Quinn’s grandstanding and shameless words.

Clear water stains spread across the ground, flowing gently.

Sienna’s chest heaved, her fair little face turning crimson with anger.

Tom Quinn gazed at Sienna dumbly, her reaction was beyond his expectations, "I’m your elder, you’re defying the elders."

"Defying?" Sienna sneered, leaning her hands on the table, her already thin arms bulging with veins from anger, without an ounce of excess fat, her taut skin making her look fragile and weak.

But it was this small body that emitted an aura that instantly subdued Tom Quinn.

The powerful aura suppressed Tom Quinn into silence, looking at those angry eyes, reminiscent of brother back in the day. The silence held an invisible pressure, it was this aura that had always kept him in check, always inferior to brother; external praises sung for Sienna’s father, yet for him, only mediocrity remained.

"Why? No! Impossible." Tom Quinn didn’t understand, that man was clearly dead, why did he still have such a gaze?

Sienna’s cold eyes swept over him repeatedly.

"You brought me back just to play a role in the fake happiness of the family, since I’m here to play the part, don’t spout nonsense, it’s not your place to lecture, coming to ask for help, you should act like you’re asking for help. Otherwise, one might think I’m begging for the Quinn Family to take me in."

Her thin lips parted, her indifferent eyes filled with sarcasm.

"You... you..." Tom Quinn pointed at Sienna, unable to speak for a long time, face turning blue with anger looking at her.

"Get a clear view of the situation." Sienna sneered, her gaze turned to Evan Quinn and Old Mrs. Quinn beside him, the latter’s cloudy eyes shone with a keen light, sitting there exuding an aura of authority without anger.

"Have you all said enough?"

Old Mrs. Quinn’s voice broke the deadlock, meeting Sienna’s eyes.

"It’s late already, just sleep here tonight."

Saying that she let Evan go with Sienna, Sienna had her calculations but couldn’t quite grasp Old Mrs. Quinn’s thoughts.

Sienna took Evan upstairs, leaving only Tom Quinn and Old Mrs. Quinn in the dining room.

"Mom, what do you think of Sienna’s attitude?"

Tom Quinn snorted, just now he was actually frightened by a little girl.

Old Mrs. Quinn squinted at Tom Quinn, a strange feeling engulfed him, looking fearfully at the old lady.

"Don’t forget the purpose of this birthday banquet? If you can’t endure even this little grievance, how can you lead the Quinn Group to flourish?"

"I didn’t think it through." Tom Quinn lowered his head to admit fault.

Old Mrs. Quinn rubbed her temples with some fatigue, her second son really worried her, if not for her behind-the-scenes management these past years, the Quinn Group would have long declined.

But what else could she do? Now, she only had this one son, her age was catching up with her, eventually the company would have to be handed over to the next generation, she couldn’t maintain control forever.