Aunt Ophelia shook her head sadly and looked at Raina, who was on the lounge chair. She didn't understand why the woman who had been so in pain that she had been convulsing had moved quickly to the lounge chair at the sound of a car engine. Raina had even put her sunglasses on while she had been at it.
"Shane, did you move Charlotte in to your place?"
Raina said with absolute certainty, but there was a little dissatisfaction in her eyes.
"You have a problem with that?"
Shane glanced coldly at the woman who seemed like a stranger in front of him. There was no emotion in his voice.
"Mr. Fuller, you can't speak to Madam Fuller like that. All these years, she has always been doing this for..."
"Stop it."
Raina was almost roaring angrily and immediately stopped Aunt Ophelia from speaking further.
"For the sake of her own reputation and the Fuller family's reputation, I've heard enough. Can you talk about something else?"