If Serena Sullivan lingered around under her nose, she feared she might lose control and act harshly toward her.
She tugged on Mr. Sterling's sleeve, and without shutting his mouth, he lightly said, "She's not an outsider."
She was his daughter.
"What do you mean by outsider or not? Before, yes, but now, she's the daughter of James and me."
First Mrs. Sterling smiled and served Serena more food.
She looked at James and asked, "Isn't that right, honey?"
"Yes, yes!" James replied three times, affirming his thoughts, "She's my own daughter."
He smiled, genuinely pleased from the heart.
"Mom, by saying that about Serena, are you trying to deny me as your son?" James also served Serena some food and asked the elder lady.
The elder lady, seeing James and his wife so protective of Serena, dared not say more.
