"E ... Elliot! " the black-haired woman ran into the arms of the aforementioned and hung on his neck-have you seen how she has treated me? I don't know her, she has assaulted me.
Serena kept quite, She did not know where to start, at this moment the frustration clouded her mind and she did not know with whom she was more angry: with Elliot for entrusting her daughter to his mistress, with his mistress or with Sarah who now looked at her in disbelief.
"Go home, Cristina," Elliot said, barely losing the eye contact made between him and Serena.
"What? But ... we had a dinner tonight, honey" she tried to protest.
"Cristina, leave," he glared at her with a cold gaze.
Cristina's face crumpled and she glared at Serena before almost running past her.