Nathen's face turned cold. "Leana, that's enough."
Leana stood up with the towel in her hand. "Fine. I'll stop. I'll pack up and leave. I'll just remind you of one thing. Behave yourself, and don't do what you shouldn't do. If you cause too much trouble, no matter how influential our family is, we may not be able to protect you."
Nathen was a little impatient. "I know. You don't have to worry about me."
Leana walked to the stairs and turned back to say, "Grandpa heard that you came to Lancaster. He wanted you to go to the company here to take a look and review the annual report due. He is getting old every day. We should save him as much trouble as possible."
Nathen went straight to the kitchen. "I don't have time these days. If it's not convenient for Grandpa to come, you may go and review it."
Nathen entered the kitchen, asked Loretta out, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to cook.