Upon hearing footsteps, he lifted his head, his gaze turning toward Emma Aiden.
He casually tossed the newspaper in his hand onto the coffee table.
"The reporters nowadays are getting better at spouting nonsense."
"Father..."
Emma Aiden heard his voice and obediently walked to him, standing properly in front of him, her gaze following his hand, looking toward the newspaper on the coffee table.
Seeing the headline clearly, her whole person suddenly froze.
She hastily reached out to grab the newspaper, quickly scanning through it...
"Mother, the reporters outside have surrounded the gate to the point that even water can't pass through, is it because of this?" Emma Aiden tightly clutched the newspaper, her eyes filled with shock.
