Out of nowhere, Noah lost his temper.

Walking over to the dining table, he said dryly, “Get dinner ready.”

It was a New Year's Eve dinner. So, the servants prepared a big meal for the occasion. They went in and out of the dining hall, serving dinner on the dining table. Gladys went upstairs to fetch Gwynn a nightgown. Then, she helped her mistress to sit next to Noah.

She even whispered to Gwynn, “Keep Mr. Noah happy. He brought Lorian here just for you. Don’t make him regret doing it.”

Gwynn was puzzled.

The snowstorm got heavier outside. Noah had just taken a flight all the way back here, but he looked cold and elegant. Pouring himself a glass of whiskey, he sipped it while training his gaze on her.

She was a little picky about what she wanted to eat. There were some honey-glazed ribs right in front of him and Gladys put some of it on Gwynn’s plate. However, she wouldn’t eat it, no matter what the old servant said. So, he stabbed it with his fork, reached out, and placed it b