"Lucas Quinn, I don't know why you are doing this. However, do you think you can survive without our family's help? Go home now and do not embarrass yourself when you come home because you cannot take responsibility for your decision."
Luke kept his smile but secretly balled his hand inside his pocket. He stared at Asher silently, telling himself lashing out at him was a waste of time. His big brother wouldn't understand him.
"Again, brother, I am already home now. I never felt so at peace, which was ironic since this place and my place is worse than a maid's quarters." Luke let out a sharp breath and forced a smile. "You said I won't survive without our family's help? Well… watch me. I'll finish school and make a name for myself. Luke — just Luke. I'll never use the name Quinn, so don't worry. I will bring shame to this distinguished family name."
