Jay interrupted her with a hint of frustration, "Mom, I'm really busy today. The surgery I have this morning is crucial. "Have you finished eating?" He turned his attention to Elaine. "I'm in a rush. I'll wait for you in the car." Before she could reply, he turned and walked away. Rebecca sighed in annoyance, "That kid." With a look of sympathy, Alora sat down, "Mom, I know Jay's busy. I'm okay. I'll just go to the pharmacy later and pick up some medicine." Leon nodded, satisfied with her understanding. "It's good that you understand." Alora gripped her utensils tightly, trying to mask her emotions.Understand? If Elaine's eyes were as swollen and red as mine, would they still let Jay off so easily? Deep down, Alora knew the truth—she wasn't the biological child of the Currans. She could pretend all she wanted, but the truth remained undeniable. And yet, she didn't have the freedom to express how she truly felt. She was just an adopted daughter, not allowed to show her anger or frustration. "Mom, Dad, where's Grandma?" Alora asked, her voice full of concern. Rebecca replied, "Grandma's not feeling well, so she asked the maid to bring her breakfast in her room." Rebecca had already checked on her; she wasn't seriously ill, just a bit under the weather. She probably didn't want to face Elaine after the whole apology scene yesterday.Alora immediately set her utensils down, "Grandma's sick? I'll go check on her." Without waiting for a response, she rushed out of the dining room like a whirlwind. "Alora's such a good girl," Rebecca remarked, watching her go. "Mm." Leon agreed. Elaine remained silent throughout. She finished her meal in peace, placed her utensils down, and turned to her parents. "Mom, Dad, I'm done. I'm heading to the hospital now." "Alright." "If you need anything at the hospital, you can look for Jay." "Mm." Elaine made her way to the underground garage.The spacious garage at almost 350 square feet was filled with high-end cars. Most of them belonged to Leonardo, a professional race car driver. Jay was leaning against his gray Pagani arms crossed, glancing at his watch from time to time. As soon as he saw Elaine walking toward him, his expression hardened, "Are you a snail? What took you so long?" He quickly moved to the driver's seat. Elaine climbed into the passenger seat, fastened her seatbelt, and gave him a brief glance, "Dr. Curran, I didn't make you wait." Jay froze. She didn't make me wait, but I waited anyway. Does that mean she's allowed to be so slow? But that's not the point. "You brat, call me Jay!" "Sorry, we're not that close. You're Alora's brother," Elaine replied coldly. I defended her in front of Alora, and she's actually saying we're not close? I would be a j*rk if I defended someone who isn't my real sister! Jay struggled to find the right words, "When have I ever been that imposter's brother?" Elaine didn't respond, her expression neutral, "Are you leaving or not?" Earlier that morning, Yosef had called, saying he couldn't make it to the hospital due to an urgent notice. Only Hannah was there, and she was alone. Elaine didn't feel comfortable leaving her by herself, so she needed to go immediately. Jay fell silent. That brat is even more difficult than me? Jay had planned to teach Elaine some respect, but with one simple sentence from her, he was left speechless. Scowling, he grumbled, "If you don't call me Jay, I'm not going." Elaine shot him a frosty look before starting to unbuckle her seatbelt. "What are you doing?" Jay snapped, swiftly grabbing her wrist. Elaine glared at his hand, "I'm not taking your car." Jay's face darkened, a mixture of frustration and disbelief, "Is it really that hard to call me Jay?"