"Why should I apologize?"
Edna Gordon's voice rose several notches: "She's not my mom. What right does she have to dictate me?"
"She is your mom!"
A middle-aged man chastised her, so agitated that he broke into a severe cough: "Cough, cough, cough…"
"Husband."
Iris Carter quickly knelt beside him, comforting her upset husband.
She pulled out two bottles of medicine from a hidden compartment in her wheelchair, poured out seven or eight differently colored pills for the middle-aged man to swallow.
Iris massaged his chest a few times, and the color in his face improved greatly.
William Cole's eyes gleamed.
She turned again to Edna. "Edna, look at what you've done to your father."
"You have to apologize to your father, then go to the Chun family, apologize properly!"
"Explain that the situation between you and this man was a misunderstanding; young Mr. Chun is magnanimous, he'll certainly let this go."