Grant saw Floyd and immediately stood up. He pursed his lips, and his complexion was not very good.

“Dad…”

Floyd was so angry that he gritted his teeth. “Don’t call me Dad! You even dare to hide such a big thing from me, saying that Lil N went to the Arctic to ski?!”

This was the reason that Grant made up.

Grant was guilty as charged, so he did not refute even if he was scolded.

Aida also could not say anything on the side. She just patted Floyd’s back to soothe his breathing. “Don’t be angry, Dad. Keep your voice down. Lil N’s still sleeping inside…”

Hearing that Nicole was still sleeping, Floyd faintly froze. He collected his anger, coldly snorted, glanced at Grant, then gently pushed the door open and walked in.

Nicole’s ward was a suite with an exquisite small living room outside the bedroom where she was sleeping.

Thus, the sound of the door opening did not wake Nicole up.

Floyd was just about to push open the bedroom door to go in when he suddenly thought of something.