With that, Bertha hurried into the kitchen to grab some bowls and utensils, inviting her son to sit at the dining table. The table was set with four dishes and a soup prepared by Iris.

Once Quentin sat down, he picked up his chopsticks, grateful for his mother’s thoughtfulness but puzzled. "What happened?"

Bertha sighed, serving him a piece of pork rib while subtly signaling to her second son.

Bobby caught the hint and put down his utensils, hesitating before speaking up. ...