Mom didn’t come here to make a fuss, but to see Poe Vaughn about my brother? At this moment, Aria Rhodes looked at Ronia Ackerly, her thoughts no longer in disarray. Although Mom changes whenever it involves Julian, she has never completely lost her mind and does whatever she wants. She knows exactly what she’s doing and isn’t acting recklessly. The memories of Ronia going to The Vaughn Family for Julian back then surfaced, and Aria felt she still needed to take her mom away. She’s different from Mom. She came to see Poe Vaughn knowing exactly what she wanted to say and do. She won’t mention things that shouldn’t be mentioned like Mom would. Mom won’t, she will definitely bring up Poe Vaughn’s mother and talk about a lot of past events. This is unacceptable. If Poe Vaughn hears it, he will despise them even more. With this in mind, Aria hurriedly grabbed Ronia’s hand and held it tight. "This is ridiculous!" "A homewrecker who breaks up families still has the nerve to claim a connection. Is it the world that’s gone mad, or are mistresses getting bolder to the point they can’t tell if they’re human or ghost?" The security guard listened to Ronia, directly mocking her. "Ha, I think she’s here to curry favor." "With President Vaughn’s current status, would a mistress ever remember how she broke up someone’s parents?" "She only cares about benefits, would throw her face into the Pacific Ocean and not take it back." "Heh, such a person still dares to call us lowly. At least we have legitimate jobs and lives, never breaking up families like hers. Really, who gave this mistress the face to act so recklessly here?" The guard and receptionist gave no face to Ronia at all. What Ronia just said made people almost want to tear her face apart to see how she had the courage to say such things. Aria’s voice was interrupted by the guard and receptionist, her face turning bright red, then pale, and she urgently said, "Mom, let’s go." She was well aware, everyone was aware, that back in the day, Ronia was with Hayden while Poe Vaughn’s mother was pregnant. She was indeed the mistress, the person who broke up another’s family. This is a bloody truth, irreversible by anyone. She didn’t want to be here anymore, planning to think of a way later. "Mom, I have a way to save my brother. Let’s go home." Ronia stood there, unmoving despite Aria’s pulls, looking at the people before her with twisted, angry expressions. In the end, seething with anger, she laughed, "Call Poe Vaughn down, I’ll tell him what happened back then!" "Now, immediately, call him down!" Even now, Ronia still had some backbone, as if she had done nothing wrong and everything was a misunderstanding by the world. Now, today, she wanted to reveal the truth to everyone, so everyone who misunderstood her would know what she had been bearing and going through all these years. Her demeanor even left the security guard and receptionist momentarily stunned. Nobody expected her, at this moment, to stand there self-righteously in a "I was slandered" manner, truly leaving people speechless. Or perhaps it was Ronia’s current appearance, as if she had been splattered with filth, so real that everyone stopped speaking for a moment. Including Aria, who was also dumbfounded at this time. Did Mom’s words imply that there were hidden truths about back then? With this thought, Aria’s mind quickly processed, and then a decision grew in her heart. She looked at Ronia, then at the receptionist and guard, gripped Ronia’s hand tightly, and said, "Can we meet with my brother? Mom has something to discuss with him." "Or, could you please make a call, let your superiors know that we’re here for a reason and not to cause trouble." At this moment, as Aria spoke up, Ronia did not object. She stood there, back straight, her face unyielding as if everything she said was true. She wasn’t the mistress everyone spoke of, but a bona fide woman. The receptionist looked at Ronia, then at Aria, who appeared pleading, eyes red and looking pitiful. The receptionist remembered Aria. It was after Aria’s previous visit with President Vaughn that Justin Quinn issued a restriction. She didn’t know the exact reason, but she was sure it had something to do with the people involved. And Justin Quinn told them to stop the Rhodes Family from entering the doors of Celestial Holdings, but didn’t say they couldn’t speak. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on novel(ꜰ)ire.net Now, what Ronia and Aria were saying could be reported to Justin Quinn. If something really happens, bringing it up later won’t be a problem for them. Thinking this, the receptionist soon whispered to the guard, then turned with her phone and went inside. She called Justin Quinn. At this time, Quentin Quinn was preparing materials for a meeting later. When his phone rang, he picked it up directly, glanced at the caller, and then answered: "Hello." He answered the call as he continued organizing, not wasting a moment. "Mr. Quinn, the Rhodes Family is here." The receptionist’s voice came through, causing Quentin Quinn’s hands to pause. Quentin Quinn stopped sorting, looked outside at the sky, and then asked, "What’s the name?" He was wondering if it might be Hayden Rhodes. Coming to see his eldest son for the sake of his youngest son wasn’t impossible. After all, it seemed he had some father-son feelings for President Vaughn on the surface. "It’s Ronia Ackerly and Aria Rhodes." Quentin Quinn frowned. It was these two, somewhat unexpected. However, not entirely unthinkable. Ronia was notorious for doing anything for her interests, without shame. Now that her son was in peril, coming to see President Vaughn for her precious son was something she could do. Moreover, she might do even more shameless things later on. The receptionist, having moved a distance away, spoke to Quentin Quinn so that neither Ronia nor Aria could hear her voice. Now, hearing Quentin Quinn’s question, she looked at Ronia and Aria outside, then said, "They said..." The receptionist recounted everything Ronia and Aria had just said to Quentin Quinn word for word. After listening, Quentin Quinn sneered directly, "They certainly have some nerve." Hearing this from Quentin Quinn, the receptionist’s doubts vanished instantly. Mr. Quinn’s words clearly indicated that Ronia wasn’t as she pretended to be; she truly was a shameless mistress. Shameless to the core. At this moment, the receptionist felt relieved. "Should we just throw them out?" If that’s the case, why keep these two around? To dirty Celestial Holdings’ doorstep? Quentin Quinn’s expression shifted subtly, saying, "Not yet. Let them wait. I’ll call you back later." The receptionist understood Quentin Quinn’s meaning, that he intended to consult with President Vaughn on how to handle these two. Ending the call, the receptionist stood there waiting, looking at Ronia and Aria, full of derision. They say mistresses always have some twisted reasoning, and isn’t this just the case? Clearly breaking up someone else’s family, yet acting as if the whole world owed them something. Such people are rotten to the core, inside and out.