When Sue Quinn arrived, the blankets and pillows from the bed had been thrown all over the floor.
"Ma'am, why must you torment yourself like this?"
Hailey Gordon, her eyes red-rimmed, yelled furiously, "He's just a good-for-nothing! He's the eldest son, but he can't stand on his own two feet at all, leaving us to suffer and be humiliated. You didn't see it last time, outside the hospital room, how they trampled all over us. When have I, a daughter of the prestigious Gordon Family, ever endured such disgrace?"
Sue Quinn understood how she felt. She would never forget the humiliation Aurora Sinclair had dealt her at the Quincy family's home. Just thinking about it felt like a hundred ants were gnawing at her heart, making her wish she could just strangle Aurora on the spot.
"Ma'am, you can't be rash. No matter what, Sir is still the current heir to the Sinclair Family. You must not become estranged from him. Don't let those tramps on the outside benefit."
