An hour later, the family's black Land Rover pulled up at the Fowlers' residence.

Korbyn, Cecilia's father, with a somber expression, swiftly opened the car door and gently lifted Olivia into his arms, checking her over with a grandfather's concern.

Korbyn, with a worried look, carefully inspected Olivia.

Satisfied that she was unharmed, his expression hardened as he lectured, “You're both too focused on yourselves, neglecting the child. If you're longing for romance on your birthday, go book a hotel, or even travel abroad. Just don't ignore your responsibilities as parents though. If you want some time alone, we're more than happy to help take care of them.”

Mark, exiting the car, presented a polished, elegant demeanor.