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Gwendolyn was slightly confused. “Huh? Celebrating for me?”

Juliette responded, “Yes! Great-grandpa said that he was going to introduce us to everyone! He also said that we were his cutest great-grandchildren.”

Although Juliette seemed extremely excited by it, Gwendolyn had some reservations.

Grandpa might not just be celebrating my winning an award. He might also announce an engagement for Zayden and me.

She felt down immediately as returning to Avenport had turned everything into a mess.

Camille saw them chatting happily and said, “You guys carry on the conversation. I'll cook dinner. Mr. Lowen will be returning soon...”

Gwendolyn suddenly recalled Patrick was coming over, so he would definitely eat dinner at her place.

“Ms. Ziegler, please make a few more dishes.”

Camille smiled. “Sure.”

Gwendolyn returned to the living room, causing the children to quieten down.

Justin glanced at the seemingly tired Gwendolyn and asked in a clear voice, “Mommy, is Mr. Zayden okay?”

Julian also looked over and queried, “Are his eyes better? Can you take us to see him over the weekend?”

The three children had a good relationship with Zayden, as he used to bring them to play when they were younger. As a result, it was natural for them to be concerned about him now that he was in this situation.

“Okay, I'll bring you kids to see him this weekend.”

Meanwhile, Juliette was watching her cartoons blissfully and reminded Gwendolyn, “Mommy, go shower now! We will be eating dinner soon.”



This foodie was most likely considering what she was going to eat for dinner and whether it would include her favorite chicken wings.

Gwendolyn got up and uttered, “Okay!”

Meanwhile, Angeline arrived at Dragonhill Mansion. She entered the password at the entrance but couldn't open the door.

She had tried the password previously and knew Zayden had already changed it. She knew she would have to get someone inside the mansion to open the door for her if she wanted to enter.

Angeline rang the doorbell, and a clear and sweet voice rang out from the intercom.

“Who are you looking for?”

When Angeline heard the voice, she suddenly recalled the words Lawrence's wife had uttered when the latter had gone insane. She snapped out of her thoughts and reminded herself that ghosts didn't exist.

Lawrence's wife must really have gone crazy to be saying such things.

“I'm Zayden's mother. Open the door and let me see him.”

The person didn't reply to her for some time. After a while, a scurry of footsteps was heard.

“Mrs. Surrington, I'm sorry, but Mr. Surrington refused to see anyone. He told me to tell you that it's getting late, so you should head back soon.”

Angeline's expression changed drastically, and her voice turned sharp.

“You're just a housekeeper of the Surrington family. Listen to me and open the door.”

This foodie was most likely considering what she was going to eat for dinner and whether it would include her favorite chicken wings.

The other housekeeper beside Angeline added, “Please open the door! Mrs. Surrington is worried about Mr. Surrington now that he's in this state.”