Cecilia Adler and Ian Quincy returned to the private room.
Trying to ease the tension with his son, Jim Quincy took the initiative. "Ian, I see you haven't eaten much. If these dishes aren't to your liking, feel free to order more."
Ian Quincy glanced over without a word.
The atmosphere instantly turned frigid.
Cecilia Adler tried to smooth things over. "It was too stuffy in the room, so we went to get some fresh air. It's much better."
Christal Russell rolled her eyes. 'She obviously said something to offend him, and he stormed off.'
'That wretched Cecilia Adler... what tricks did she pull to calm him down?'
'It seems that as long as Cecilia Adler is by Ian Quincy's side, his relationship with his parents will never sour.'
'That just won't do.'
'I have to find a way to get Cecilia kicked out.'
Soon, she had a plan.
