"I heard from Sera that you came back from the Javenaire Federation and bought phones for all your classmates. Couldn't you buy one for your grandmother?"
It was Gwen's voice.
"Aunt Gwen, your logic is as twisted as ever. You're just as clueless as your daughter.
For the record, Grandma Eleanor's phone is perfectly fine.
I spend millions of dollars on her health supplements. Do you really think I can't afford a phone?
Are you out of your mind? Do you honestly not realize that I’m the one keeping her alive?
I was the one who blocked your numbers on her phone, got it?
I did it because I was worried that thoughtless people like you would harass her."
With that, Mira hung up.
Owen glanced over. "Sebastian's family is a disaster. They're a perfect match for Lawrence. Birds of a feather flock together."
It wasn't long before the phone rang again. This time, it was Sebastian Quinn's voice. "Mira, speak to your aunt with some respect. She's still your elder."
Gwen's dramatic sobs echoed through the receiver.
"Give it to me."
Owen snatched the phone from Mira's hand. "Sebastian, Eleanor has a heart condition. Are you unaware of that?
Mira fought tooth and nail to save her life. As her son, did you conveniently forget?"
"I know, but—"
"There are no 'buts.'
Since you know, stop bothering her with your chaotic drama. Can't you let an old woman enjoy a few years of peace?
Sebastian, are you listening?"
"I'm listening..."
"As a son, could you maybe care a little more about her health? I think you know better than anyone exactly how your wife behaves.
Mira already told you last time not to harass her. Did you forget so quickly?
I know exactly why you were trying to call her.

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