"Serina, come with me!" Andrew threw his chopsticks on the table and stood up.
Serina glanced coldly at Clara, who was sobbing with her head lowered. She stood up and followed Andrew.
"Good girl, come here. I'm so sorry for you." Miranda hurriedly hugged Clara in her arms.
"Grandma...." Clara burst into tears.
"Alright, alright. There, there. No one shall mention this anymore. Don't cry, my baby." Miranda patted Clara's back and comforted her.
Sammy glanced in the direction Serina left. He sighed and put down his chopsticks, "Clara, let's go out for a walk."
Miranda hurriedly agreed, "Right. You should go out for a walk and take some air."
Sammy helped Clara up. They walked out of the dining hall together and went outside.
Clara snuggled in Sammy's embrace and said, "Sammy, do you mind that my mother is a ..."
"Don't mention this anymore. I don't mind," Sammy interrupted her.
Clara sniffled, "I know that she's a ..., but who can choose their parents?"