The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 580: Social Behavior Disorders, It’s an Illness_1

Ghania Quinlan almost shattered her silver teeth. Under Myles Sullivan’s gaze, all she could do was tremble her eyelashes, pretending not to understand, biting her lip and saying, "Sis, I sincerely apologize to you. I didn’t know it would turn out like this..."

"Heh," Nathalie Quinlan raised her hand to press down on the brim of her hat, looking impatient. She glanced at Ghania, speaking coldly, "Alright, I’m already tired of watching you. Do you think you’re still in elementary school? Ghania Quinlan, when you were ten, everyone believed you when you said you didn’t understand. Now you’re eighteen and an adult, and you tell me you know nothing. There can only be two reasons: one is that you know but pretend not to. The other, I suggest you see a neurologist!"

She was truly annoyed, her eyes and brows didn’t conceal her impatience. With a tilt of her eyes and the dark pupils harboring the irritability from being woken up early, her eyes marked with fine bloodshot traces, she looked sinister, "Social behavioral disorder is an illness. The earlier you get it checked, the better your chances of recovery. I’d get sick of you if you’re still saying the same thing at thirty. Otherwise, stay away from me, don’t keep showing up in front of me!"

Ghania’s face turned from red to white, struggling to maintain her expression. Had it not been for Myles Sullivan’s intense scrutiny beside her, she might have lost her tolerance and exploded long ago.

At this moment, though, she only dared to lower her head, not daring to utter a word of complaint or rebuttal, feeling utterly humiliated.

Wenny Taylor’s mother had been watching the whole scene for a while, not understanding what their quarrel was about. Frowning and impatient, she interrupted their conversation, raising her voice, "You’ve been talking amongst yourselves for a long time and still haven’t made clear how you intend to deal with her hitting someone. I’ll say it first, our family absolutely does not agree with letting such a student continue to study at the school. She’s a troublemaker, and I’m afraid she’ll lead my child astray..."

Myles Sullivan distinctly felt the temperature in the office drop suddenly.

He didn’t dare to look in the direction of the man sitting there.

Thinking about the young member of the Yancey Family still present, he felt as uneasy as if there was a thorn in his heart.

Especially since Jecksen Wilmar was involved in the matter, he was even more vexed!

So, when he heard some parent still causing trouble, without waiting for the school to speak, he forcefully stood up, looked towards Wenny Taylor’s mother, and preemptively said in a stern voice, "I’ve already explained the situation to Mr. Jones, it was Ghania who misunderstood, spreading rumors among students and causing them to be misled, and I just had her apologize. You should have seen it here!"

Wenny Taylor’s mother immediately raised her eyebrows, her face filled with derision, "Hmph, you were called here by her, and you think just saying it was a misunderstanding makes it so?"

Her gaze fell on the pale-faced girl, devoid of any sympathy, she sneered sharply, "She’s so big already, can’t she tell the difference between fighting and accidentally falling down the stairs?"

Ever since she was a child, Ghania had been the treasured daughter of the heavens. Before the Quinlan Family’s decline, she was lovingly pampered by Emilia Sullivan and Jeff Quinlan; she had never suffered this kind of indignity.

Now, however, she could only clench her teeth tightly, desperately enduring the humiliation, her heart in chaos, without a clue.

She couldn’t understand why things had escalated to this point.

Logically, if the school found out about Nathalie Quinlan hitting someone, Nathalie should have been the one in trouble, not her.

Myles Sullivan didn’t have Mr. Jones’s patience. Seeing her persistently fixated on the issue, the polite façade on his face cooled, his eyes indifferent as he said, "Parent, the person who fell into the hospital is my wife’s younger brother. Do I have any reason to shield anyone? When I say they didn’t fight, they didn’t. He fell down the stairs by accident. As for why Ghania misunderstood, I don’t need to explain it to you."