Claire Sullivan, sitting next to Joel Quinn, heard Ruth Hale's words and didn't have a shred of doubt. Her face turned cold as she gritted her teeth and said fiercely,
"What does she want after all!"
She was very glad that, just now, in front of reporters, she cut ties with Serena Sullivan.
She was pleased that Serena Sullivan, who constantly plotted against Zoe, was no longer her daughter.
"Don't be angry."
Joel Quinn said softly beside her, reaching out to hold Claire Sullivan's hand, his gaze lowering to search for Serena Sullivan's location.
Sitting far from the main seat in the front row, he could only see Serena Sullivan's shoulder and a blurry, unclear profile.
"This work might not be Zoe's." Joel Quinn's eyes carried a hint of amusement as he stared at Serena Sullivan's profile ahead, speaking slowly while his fingers gently rubbed the back of Claire Sullivan's hand.
"If it's not hers, then whose is it!"
