Rory did not expect to see the angry expression on Lennon's face. She was startled. "Uncle, I... With the situation with you and...," she smiled awkwardly. "I didn't want to...impose on you."
Lennon's eyebrows relaxed a bit and he took a step back. Although he seemed to have accepted her answer, he still was not convinced.
"Uncle," Rory held his hand with a sigh. "Already because of Liam, you are losing a lot of money. I..." she couldn't continue as she choked.
"Alright, wipe your face. Don't cry..." Lennon said. And he had calmed down immediately. He then turned to Bobby. "Thank you so much for offering help to my niece. I'll take care of her from now on," he said.
Bobby nodded and took a step back placing the cash back in his pocket.
Rory was stunned. It seems like the men decided among themselves. No one bothered to ask for her opinion.
"Get in," Lennon said. "It's getting late."
