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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?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJulian 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.”
The other housekeeper beside Angeline added, “Please open the door! Mrs. Surrington is worried
about Mr. Surrington now that he's in this state.”
“No way. I don't dare to. He will beat me up.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWith that, she hung up the intercom without opening the door.
Angeline was so enraged she slammed her hands on the door. “Zayden, tell her to open the door for
me. I'm not leaving until I see you tonight. Do you want me to stand at the door all night?”
Her voice was extremely loud, so she was confident the whole mansion could hear her clearly.
In the study on the second floor, Zayden stood by the window, looking down at his mother. He didn't
care that Angeline was angry. Instead, he was glad.
If it weren't for her persistent objection, he would have gotten together with Gwendolyn a long time ago.
This time, he would never back down.
Suzanne walked into the study with an apple in her hand. She took a bite of the apple, making a crisp
sound.
“Mr. Surrington, your mother is here. Do you really plan on not letting her in?” she asked casually.
There was no emotion in her eyes, as if she wasn't interested in anything except the apple in her hand.
“Even eating can't stop you from talking.”
Suzanne rolled her eyes. “Mm!”
With that, she turned and left the study.
There was a cigarette in Zayden's hand. He took a deep puff and looked down from the window. His
expression darkened.
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