"Heh..."

Quentin turned to face Andrew, his laugh full of mockery. "Big brother, why do I feel like you actually wish for dad to die?"

"You!"

Andrew's face flushed with anger instantly.

"What are you doing!?"

Henry grabbed Andrew's arm, pulling him behind himself. His towering height of 1.81 meters shielded Andrew from all of Quentin's threats and dominance.

"Uncle Sheng was merely stating facts. Why do you have to assume everyone is as malicious as you?"

"Haha... Not bad!"

Quentin looked at Henry, his clapping filled with scorn. "Big brother, you haven't wasted these years. Raising Nancy's protective wildcat and this loyal watchdog for you, I'm quite envious, indeed!"

"Quentin!"

Old Mrs. Lesser couldn't stand by any longer and scolded loudly, "How can you speak of your brother and Nan's brother like that?"

Eva, supporting Old Mrs. Lesser, approached with a complex and distant look in her eyes. She never imagined that after more than two decades, she and Quentin would grow apart.

Quentin turned to look at Old Mrs. Lesser, his laugh no longer restrained but full of sarcasm.

"Mom, I know, you and dad have always favored the eldest. If he hadn't disappeared, I probably wouldn't have a place in the Lesser family now, would I?"

"How can you say that?"

Old Mrs. Lesser trembled with anger. "Like your brother, you were carried by me for ten months. Your father and I never had a favorite. But Quentin, why must your character be so extreme?"

Quentin cast a sinister glance at Charlie. "My character is extreme? Whenever I wanted something, you always satisfied the eldest first. Even when I wanted a woman, you objected. If it weren't for your past deeds, would this bastard exist?"

"Quentin!!!"

Eva roared in shock and anger, her hand slapping Quentin's face fiercely.

Her eyes reddened with rage, she screamed, "Didn't you say it's all in the past? What's the point of bringing it up now? If you want a divorce, I'll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau with you right now!"

With a smack, Eva's slap turned Quentin's face to one side.

He licked the blood off his lip corner, jolted awake by the slap.

Shaking his head, he turned to look at Eva's hurt and furious eyes, grabbing her arm and pulling her into an embrace.

"Eva, I won't divorce you! It's absolutely impossible!"

"Let go of me!"

Eva, infuriated by Quentin, struggled forcefully, but he held her even tighter.

"I won't let go! Eva, haven't I done all this just to be with you?"

"What are you doing!? What's going on!?"

Dr. Bell's voice rang out, "This is a hospital, please stop causing such a scene!"

Eva turned and saw Nancy standing with Dr. Bell.

Dressed in a white coat, her usually draped long hair tied back, she looked efficient and composed, truly embodying a doctor's demeanor.

She hurriedly pushed Quentin away, approaching Nancy and Dr. Bell anxiously, "Is it time for the surgery?"