"Mrs. and Mr. Osbert, I'd like to talk about something." Quinn said after having breakfast with them.
Ivy seemed to be more concerned with the screen of her tablet, her delicate fingers busy swiping up and down the screen without paying attention to what Quinn was going to say, whereas Sean was looking directly at Quinn with concentration.
"What was that about? Speak up; my wife and I are ready to listen to you."
Quinn looked at Ivy and Sean in turn, knowing that Ivy didn't look happy this morning. More precisely, since two days ago, Ivy has always been rude and cold to her. It was so different from the previous Ivy.
Quinn cleared her throat.
"I need money,"
"How much do you need?" Ivy interrupted in a high tone while slamming the tablet on the table.
"Two hundred-"
Ivy reached int
