Serena Sullivan knew she couldn't escape, so she sat in the wheelchair and let Claire Sullivan push her forward, hoping the bodyguards would come soon. She didn't want to watch Zoe Quinn's performance any longer.
Claire Sullivan pushed Serena up to a ward, then turned back to glare at her coldly before pushing the door open and entering. Her face immediately softened with a smile, and her tone became gentle, "Zoe, Mommy's here to see you."
"Mom, I'm fine, you didn't have to come."
"You're hurt so badly, how could I not be worried!"
Listening to the conversation inside, Serena curled her lips. She had a massive car accident, but didn't see Claire show up.
"Mom, you're so good to me."
"Silly Zoe."
Through the crack in the door, Serena saw Claire holding Zoe's hand with a tender face. The picture of such motherly love and filial piety was truly glaring, and she couldn't stand it any longer. Yet, it was difficult for her, a cripple, to turn the wheelchair around in the hallway.
