Lucas Quinn woke up early, first called Charlotte Allison, and then got out of bed to freshen up.
Noah Quinn was already up, and using the new toiletries that Harley Morris had messaged him about last night, he finished freshening up and quietly sat in Harley's seat.
Seeing Lucas Quinn grabbing his hair and heading to the washroom, Noah grinned foolishly and greeted him, "Morning, bro."
Lucas Quinn glanced at him, "Why haven't you rolled out yet?"
Noah didn't make a sound; anyway, it was okay if his brother nagged him. As long as Julian Wolfe wasn't sending him away, he could stay.
"Sir, Harley Morris asked me to tell you that Mrs. Quinn is looking for you. Around two o'clock in the morning yesterday, the second and sixth masters started fighting. If you're heading back, give Mrs. Quinn a call." Julian Wolfe, who liked to sleep with his head under the covers, stuck his disheveled head out and, without opening his eyes, told Lucas Quinn.
