Sullivan Family.
Ghania Quinlan had just finished practicing the piano upstairs, and was enjoying her coffee in the living room. Ever since she heard that Nathalie Quinlan had hit Jecksen Wilmar, her mood had lifted from gloom to sunshine, making her piano practice go much more smoothly, without the irritability and unease of the past few days.
She had just picked up her freshly brewed coffee, ready to try the new flavor she had concocted, when she heard the sound of a car stopping outside.
"Uncle's back?" Ghania Quinlan put down her cup excitedly, quicker than the Sullivan family's servant to react, and immediately got up from the sofa to go to the door to greet the person who had returned.
The servant also took out a pair of clean slippers from the shoe cabinet.
Myles Sullivan had rushed back from the Wilmar family, wrapped in the night wind, and his face color did not look good.