The laughter around the table gradually died down as everyone turned their attention to Ken, who was now staring at his daughter with a raised eyebrow.
Harper froze, her fork halfway to her mouth, clearly caught off guard by the sudden question.
She swallowed nervously, then quickly shoved the entire sausage into her mouth and set her fork down.
“Dad, seriously?” she asked in disbelief, still chewing.
“Yes, seriously,” Ken replied, his expression unwavering. “You just said he was snoring beside you all night. So I’d like to know what he was doing in your bedroom.”
Kenjie, who had been enjoying his breakfast, suddenly perked up at the exchange.
“Oh, this is getting interesting,” he muttered, leaning back in his chair to enjoy the show.
Harper shot him a sideways glare before finally
