"Wendy Lynch," Mrs. Quinn's face changed, and she angrily grabbed Wendy's arm. "Say that again."
"I'll say it again, what's the big deal? I thought you were my aunt, but I didn't expect you to do such despicable things. If my cousin knew about this, who knows how he would react."
Wendy Lynch was deliberate; she intentionally wanted to provoke Mrs. Quinn.
"No, no, Wendy, your cousin absolutely cannot know about this, definitely not. Consider it as a plea from your aunt, please help me just this once, would you?"
"Aunt, look at what you're saying. Even though Sila has been trying to pull me to her side, I naturally know we're closer. But right now, there's nothing I can do, right?"
Mrs. Quinn's eyes sparkled as she stared into Wendy's eyes. "Wendy, since she wants to draw you over, it means she trusts you the most. Could you help your aunt get that video? As long as you help me get that video, whatever you want, I will ask your cousin to give it to you."
