"There's no need for that." Mabel Quinn directly reached out to block the doorframe, making it clear she wouldn't let Francine Howards in. "There's nothing for us to talk about, regardless of why you're here. You can go back."
Francine Howards' expression changed, the smile she had been faking suddenly became something she could no longer be bothered with. "Mabel Quinn, I really didn't think you were still alive, and that you've given birth to a daughter. Since you haven't appeared for years, shouldn't Kyle have completely forgotten about you? What do you intend to accomplish now, using your daughter to get tangled up with Kyle? Are you planning to once again become Mrs. Kinston? Don't forget, Kyle wanted you to abort the child back then, so he doesn't have much love for the child now either; your child is nothing but a burden to him."
Mabel Quinn looked at Francine Howards without expression, "Are you finished with your nonsense?"
