The moment Gwen heard that Knight might be the one to deal with her, all the color drained from her face.Whatever anger she had been holding onto disappeared at once.She lowered her head, too frightened to argue anymore.“Yes, Grandpa. I understand.”“Now get out! You don’t deserve to sit at this table.”Mr. Quinn Sr. had never been one to show mercy to anyone who angered him.Humiliated, Gwen climbed to her feet, covered her swollen cheek, and ran upstairs in tears.Ivy watched her leave with quiet satisfaction.Seeing Gwen get put in her place was always satisfying.Still, Gwen never seemed to learn. Sooner or later, she would find another way to stir up trouble.At least with her grandfather keeping Gwen in check, Ivy had one less thing to worry about.Once Gwen was gone, the mood at the table noticeably improved.Mr. Quinn Sr., in particular, seemed to have completely changed his attitude toward Lucas.He smiled warmly.“Lucas, I misjudged you. I hope you won’t hold
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