Grace Gordon looked at Quinn Brown, not knowing what he was going to say. She heard him speak in a voice that only two people could hear, "A man's nature... always likes it tender! Keep a close eye on Stanhope Brown! Be careful of the cooked duck flying away..."
As Quinn finished speaking, Wanda Webster walked out, "Quinn... your big brother is inside too, come in and join us!"
Quinn put his hands in his pockets and sneered... the old lady's gray hair was particularly eye-catching.
"Quinn, don't be like this..." Wanda lowered her voice, "You are brothers! Your big brother has always been concerned about you, and your attitude will upset your big brother."
"What qualifications do you have to say that to me?" Quinn didn't care for anyone's face, both hands in his pockets and a nonchalant expression, "Are you Stanhope's spokesperson or his wife? Do you have the right to speak softly on behalf of Stanhope?"