Without warning, a slap in the face was thrown on Natasha Quinn's cheek. Her little white face quickly floated a bright red handprint. "Your brother is still so young! How could you lie to me? You must have accidentally broken the bracelet and framed it to your brother!" Macey, Quin's mother's sharp voice, came into the room, disgusted and furiously looked at Natasha. There was a jade bracelet on the ground that had fallen into several pieces, while the "culprit" was hiding behind Macey, crowing and making a face. "Mom, look at him!" Natasha's face was burning with pain, and she could not bear his younger brother's attitude.