Chapter 776

Kiara still had no idea who Zoey was, but she nodded casually and said, "Okay." Seeing that Kiara seemed to accept it, Gilbert’s lips curved into a faint smile. "Let’s eat," he said softly. Kiara nodded again. "Mm." Meanwhile, Ariana was at home, lost in thought. Her daughter slept soundly beside her, cared for by the nanny, the gentle rustle of the kicked-off blanket occasionally punctuating the quiet. But with each restless shift of the child, Ariana’s mood grew more unsettled. Her mind kept circling back to what Bran had said to her the other day. The Moore Group… Ariana had never imagined she would one day be connected to that corporation—so much so that she couldn’t help wondering if Bran had mistaken her for someone else. The thought nagged at her until she rose and walked to her vanity, studying her reflection closely, searching for any trace of resemblance to Bran. The nanny had been watching her quietly from the side, and finally, she spoke up cautiously. "Madam, are you feeli