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[i][color=6ecff6]And he won't have any children for they are too expensive. [/color][/i]

"Provides me a sense of security of having more than enough money in the bank to stay alive if I can't sell a book. Fiona, that is enough crying. It is not worth wasting tears over." Sean spoke harshly.

"What happened to the brother that I once knew? You used to be much more gentle before. Did a publisher deny your newest book release? You have more money than what you ever will spend and what for? You won't marry or have children. You don't give your money to any charity. What are you doing with your money while you are living off the land?" Mystique spoke as harshly back. 

"I am keeping your two sisters out of trouble is what I am spending my hard earned money on." Sean spat back. 
"I made a death bed promise to take care of them. You were always able to take care of your self in one way or another so I don't worry about you. That is why I am giving Fiona to you. I have enough problems without adding her to my list of problems."

"Then why don't you go and take care of your problems and leave me to mine. Come Fiona, let's go elsewhere so we can enjoy each other." Mystique picked up a couple bags and then turn back to Sean.
"Don't bother coming back to see us again, Sean. I don't need your kind of an attitude."

They left the room and went to the lift so they could go upstairs to be without Sean and his attitude.