"Of course I'm always right. This reminds me of a story my mother once told me. It is the philosophy that I've held on and have become the driving force behind my actions till date.
"Wait for it," Jace warned with a mysterious smile causing Grace to wonder what was coming next.
"Whatever," Rose said and sat on the second chair in the room. "The person I'm telling is Grace, not you, so you might as well close your ears or leave us alone.
"Say something else. The person who should leave is you, I just got here, remember?"
Grace's gaze alternated between mother and son as she enjoyed every bit of their bickering. Who would have thought that she would be privileged to be the spectator of such a wonderful drama from the number one family in the city?
"There's no fast rule that the person that came first should be the first to leave," Rose shot back.