Mason Quinn was already accustomed to Lucas Quinn's audacious, arrogant, and easygoing attitude.
He continued to play the role of a good-natured, tolerant person without caring.
The poised Mrs. Quinn watched Lucas Quinn approach, then stood up.
"Lucas, come with me to take my medicine."
"Mason, you stay and talk with Mr. Hayes."
Mason responded respectfully, watching Lucas follow Mrs. Quinn away, a turbulent undercurrent sweeping through his eyes.
Resting room.
The attendant was preparing medicine and water for Mrs. Quinn, while she looked at Lucas lounging on the sofa and frowned.
"When will you ever shape up?!" she reprimanded sternly.
"You brought me here just to lecture me? Then save your strength, you know I've never been obedient, so save your speeches for Noah and Mason." Lucas retorted defiantly, with a hint of rebelliousness.
"Madam, please take your medicine first." The maid timely reminded Mrs. Quinn, avoiding another argument.
