Gwen ran downstairs after the fireworks ended. She pushed open the door to the study on the second floor and walked in quietly.

Noah was inside. He was leaning against a leather chair and looking at a monthly financial report.

He heard the door open and guessed it was his younger daughter.

Noah asked casually, "Is Holly okay?"

Gwen stood with her hands behind her back. Then, she walked up behind Noah and cuddled his neck affectionately.

In her mind, however, she couldn't shake off the shocking scene she had just witnessed.

Lorian and Holly were kissing. The latter might've been adopted, but this whole thing was still quite big.

Gwen assessed Noah's expression. She was certain that neither of her parents knew about this, but Ocelotte definitely did.

Gwen might be young, but she was full of mischief. She cautiously probed Noah.

"Lorian seems to have upset Holly. They were ignoring each other when I went in!

"I think it's because of Poppy's presence tonight, Dad."

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