"Greg didn't say anything to my husband."
"Did Desmond tell you that?" Regina asked, doubting Harriet's words.
A deep crease appeared on Harriet's face.
"He didn't have to say anything. I could overhear their conversation from where my children and I were standing."
"Maybe you didn't hear everything right, aunt." Gwen stepped in calmly, observing the rising tension in the room. "How about you help us inform Uncle that we are here? I'm sure he knows the hospital where Nana was admitted."
"I'm afraid your uncle is sleeping. I do not intend to disturb him after everything he has been through. Maybe when he wakes up, I'll ask him and I'll call to inform you about his response." Harriet said standing up.
"Are you indirectly asking us to leave your house?" Pearl's expression turned grim.
