Rebecca Quentin changed into slippers and walked toward the kitchen, "Let me see if there's anything to eat, otherwise we'll go out to buy something."
Bottling up her anger, Christine Quinn finally erupted in the living room, "Rebecca Quentin, how long are you going to be a coward?!"
Rebecca Quentin's footsteps suddenly halted at the kitchen door.
Christine Quinn walked over, handing her phone to Rebecca Quentin's palm, "Call Howard Geoffrey, and ask him if his conscience has been eaten by a dog?"
Rebecca Quentin stood still, neither grasping the phone tightly.
Christine Quinn spat with resentment, "I thought at least he'd remember the past, but who would've thought he could be so cold and heartless, watching you bear those undeserved accusations and social condemnation, and he could really do it, that bastard!!"
Rebecca Quentin took a deep breath and placed the phone aside, calmly saying, "Sis, there are some eggs in the fridge, how about we cook egg noodles tonight?"
