Bethany wasn't much of a talker, but every time she called him "Uncle River" in that soft, sweet voice, River melted.

He honestly hoped that one day he could have a daughter just as adorable and lovely as his niece.

Serenity smiled.

That's what made Bethany so cherished-she was rare.

The York family hadn't had a daughter in generations. Out of the current batch, seven boys came first, and then finally, Bethany was born. She was adored by everyone completely surrounded by love.

Outsiders were always curious about what Bethany looked like. But the family protected her fiercely. The media had only ever managed to get photos of her

from behind never her face.

Serenity wanted her kids to grow up like regular children, not celebrities trapped in the spotlight from a young age.

pulled

out from the yard. "Young Master, Young Miss, slow down!" the nannies called out, hurrying after them. One scooped

terrified the kids would trip or worse, that the driver wouldn't see Bethany and accidentally

was the York family's little treasure. Nothing could

"Mom!"

out, wiggling to get free, her tiny hand pointing at River's car. She knew Mommy had gone

out of the nanny's arms and ran up to Serenity. His excited little face turned pouty as he asked, "You didn't take me or my sister. Don't you love

right time to bring you along.

her arms

Maverick back and took her daughter in her

wrapping her little arms around her mom's neck and resting her head on her

watched, a bit

to carry the same way. Suddenly, he was lifted into

so unfair," River teased. "You only want your mom

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