"I..." Ghania Quinlan's eyes turned red again.
Cindy Lawrence watched in disbelief as she ruined the Birthday Banquet they had spent half a month preparing.
Her face went green with anger.
She picked up her cane, ready to strike: "You curse! Our family has raised you for 18 years in vain! For these 18 years, you've eaten our food, lived in our home, and if not being grateful enough wasn't bad enough, you haven't caused enough trouble outside, but even dare to create a scene at your sister's Birthday Banquet. If I had known you were such an ingrate, I would have never taken you from the orphanage. I should have just drowned you in the flushing toilet!"
The Quinlan family was a family of stature, one that had nearly made its way into McKinney's upper circle.
Yet this wealthy elderly lady cursed like a shrew in the streets.
The business executives that Jeff Quinlan had invited frowned one after another.