Luna Lynch looked up furiously. "Miss Summers, you've gone too far! Our Aria has put up with you time and time again, so why are you still so aggressive?"
"How am I the one being aggressive, Mrs. Joyce? Don't you think there's something wrong with your daughter? She's constantly running over here for no reason. Now she's fainted, and if you ask me, she had it coming."
Worried Mika Summers would be at a disadvantage, Tristan Grayson threw off the covers and got out of bed. He pulled Mika behind him, his cold eyes narrowing as he glanced at Aria Joyce. Then, he turned, grabbed his phone from the table, and called Aiden Avery, telling him to bring a doctor over immediately.
Luna Lynch was seething at Mika Summers' words. Pointing a trembling finger at Mika, she sobbed, "No wonder our Aria fainted! I see it now—she must have fainted from pure rage because of you, you bitch!"
