Sienna Johnson remained calm and composed, knowing that every word she spoke would undoubtedly irritate Aria Harris, which was precisely her intention.
"You haven't forgotten that your son is still with the Desmond Family, have you? It costs money for him to eat, drink, and sleep there, and George isn't an orphan. How can you not contribute a single dollar?"
"Are you cursing us to die?" Aria Harris threw the box of chocolates on the floor, assuming a defensive posture.
Sienna slightly furrowed her brows but maintained a delicate smile. In contrast to Aria's frustration, Sienna appeared utterly calm and collected.
"Mrs. Hunter, I'm just stating a fact!"
Adrian Desmond stood by silently. Owen Hunter looked at the nonchalant man beside him, feeling envious. He couldn't let the two women argue in public; ultimately, he would be the one to lose face.
