"Isn't that your own brother and your sister-in-law? I just thought that even though you and Eve weren't that close before, you still grew up together. There's some history there! If you can help, you should. Why are you so angry?"
"I—"
Florence Morgan lost her temper too. "You've been abroad for years. I think you've forgotten what family even means! Your brother isn't asking you for anything else, just this one thing, and you're not willing to help!"
"This is the one thing I can't help with."
"Fine! From now on, your father and I won't ask you for anything! You're too big for your britches now!"
With that, she hung up the phone.
Ryan Sterling rubbed the bridge of his nose, picked up a pack of cigarettes from the table, and lit one.
He had just taken a drag when he remembered that Evelyn Grant was pregnant.
If there was smoke in the house, it would be bad for her health.
Ryan Sterling grabbed a black jacket, stood up, and walked outside, cigarette in hand.
