Chapter 98: Chapter 98

Amanda Warren furrowed her brows; this Sienna Quinn was really different from before.

"Claire, quickly apologize to your cousin!"

"Why should I?" Clara Quinn’s face was full of defiance.

Amanda Warren’s gaze gradually darkened. Despite Clara’s dissatisfaction, she could only lower her head: "I’m sorry!"

"That’s more like it!" A trace of a smile finally appeared on Sienna Quinn’s small face.

Clara Quinn and Amanda Warren’s incident was just a small interlude.

As they were going to the Quinn Family’s old house that evening, Danielle Carter went to pick up Evan Quinn, while Sienna headed to the Quinn Family’s old house as soon as she got off work.

When Danielle arrived, she saw Evan Quinn standing at the kindergarten gate, beside him was a man with an upright posture, exuding a remarkable aura, which made everyone passing by involuntarily turn to look.

Why was Landon Lawson here? Danielle stared blankly at the tall and short figures, both having such identical temperaments.

"President Lawson, you..." Ever since she found out that it was Landon Lawson who had saved her the last time, she had changed a lot. However, wasn’t this too coincidental? Why did this man always coincidentally appear here when she came to pick up Evan Quinn?

"I’m here to pick up my son," Landon Lawson said indifferently.

Son? Danielle was taken aback and glanced at Evan Quinn beside him. It was clear he was his son, but President Quinn actually agreed for them to reunite? It was only then that Danielle understood why Sienna had such a strong reaction when she met Landon Lawson and Vera Yates at the White Palace Hotel entrance after just returning.

But... but Sienna asked her to pick up Evan back home...

"Sis Danielle, where’s Mom?"

"President Quinn has something to attend to today, so she asked me to pick you up and take you home." Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on novelFɪre.net

Hearing that Sienna had something to do, the two people in front of her, one big and one small, simultaneously furrowed their brows and pressed their lips together in identical motions.

Danielle couldn’t help but marvel at the power of genetics. Despite the two not being together, they looked so alike.

"Where did she go?" Landon Lawson’s face didn’t look too pleased. He had made special preparations today, so why did she suddenly have something to do?

"Hmm?" Landon Lawson raised his eyebrows, forcing Danielle to swallow back her words.

Danielle originally couldn’t reveal Sienna’s whereabouts, but seeing Landon Lawson’s authoritative face, she swallowed all her words and gulped hard.

This Landon Lawson, a natural leader, was not someone easily refused under his gaze.

"President Quinn is having a family dinner at the Quinn Family tonight."

The Quinn Family, a family dinner?

Landon Lawson’s lips curved into a slight smile. Did they think this could thwart his plans with Evan Quinn?

Landon Lawson looked at the little boy beside him, with a sly smile tugging at his lips.

Evan Quinn was taken aback. He had no knowledge of the Quinn Family nor what it meant for Sienna and him.

"To your grandmother’s house!" he said, walking straight to the parked car, while Evan Quinn just pouted with dissatisfaction at his adorable little lips.

"Is this really how a dad should be? More carefree than overseas." He was just a four-year-old child, yet he was left to walk on his own. Didn’t know he’d be brought along a bit, this dad really wasn’t qualified enough.

Although he felt dissatisfied, he still followed behind Landon Lawson.

Danielle Carter was in a dilemma and quickly called Evan Quinn: "Chloe, where are you going? President Quinn asked me to take you home."

"I’m going with him to pick up mommy!" Evan Quinn smiled lightly, then wriggled his little bum and caught up with Landon Lawson.

Danielle stood there with pursed lips, wondering how she could explain this. But since he was leaving with Landon Lawson, there shouldn’t be anything going wrong, right?

Five people sat around a long table. Clara Quinn stared at Sienna Quinn with a sinister gaze, her appearance of gritted teeth made Sienna’s lips curl with pride.

"Grandma, your health is still so robust, you look younger and younger."

The word ’grandma’ was called out exceptionally sweetly, and the honey-coated voice made Clara roll her eyes and snort coldly, "Stop pretending!"

That sentence was just within earshot of the Old Mrs. Quinn, and the elderly woman furrowed her brows, casting a slightly displeased glance at Clara.

Amanda Warren, noticing the elder’s displeasure, reprimanded Clara before she could speak.

"What are you saying? How could you become so disrespectful? What about your manners?"

Clara pursed her lips and didn’t dare to speak again, but her dissatisfaction with Sienna grew stronger.

Old Mrs. Quinn smiled kindly and beckoned Sienna over: "Come over here, let grandma have a good look at you."

Just as Sienna was about to go over, Amanda Warren furrowed her brow and interrupted Old Mrs. Quinn with a smile: "Mom, let’s catch up after dinner. Otherwise, the dishes will get cold."

"That’s true, Sienna, have some more. Didn’t you always love Mrs. Lowell’s cooking?"

Holding her chopsticks, Sienna looked at the familiar dishes in front of her, those she had always loved. This Mrs. Lowell was brought in personally by her mother during her lifetime.

All the old memories replayed in her mind, but the more they did, the heavier the pain in her heart grew. Raising her head, she looked at the other four at the dining table, chatting and laughing, as if they were the only family.

Why? Why couldn’t her parents enjoy this family happiness?

All the resentment surged into her heart at this moment.

Amanda Warren, seeing Sienna lost in thought, said with a smile, "Why aren’t you trying it? These are all the dishes Mrs. Lowell made that you like the most."

Sienna took a couple of bites idly and set her chopsticks down, her mouth filled with the aroma of the food.

"Mrs. Lowell was someone my mother personally brought in, her cooking absolutely suits my taste."

Everyone’s hands paused for a moment, even the smile on Old Mrs. Quinn’s face changed, and the originally harmonious dining table turned a bit cold.

Clara snorted coldly, "Why bring up the past? It ruins the atmosphere."

"Weren’t my parents part of this family?" Sienna looked at the others, while Tom Quinn coughed lightly, feeling somewhat awkward: "Big brother and sister-in-law, they are indeed part of our family, about that matter..." Tom Quinn shook his head, full of helplessness.

Amanda Warren tried to persuade him on the side, but for some reason, Sienna always felt there was more to that year’s events. Why did her parents, who never drank, have so much to drink that night? Even if they did drink, why drive themselves? Wasn’t there a chauffeur at such a grand party?

"Sienna, that year’s matter has been explained to you many times, and you’ve seen the evidence too, it was really just an accident."

Amanda Warren looked at Sienna helplessly, eyes filled with resignation.

Old Mrs. Quinn, who had remained silent, finally spoke to end all the discourse: "Why bring up the past?"