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

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

that the driver wouldn't

Nothing could be allowed to happen to

"Mom!"

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

car stopped, Serenity got out and walked toward her children. "Mom!" Maverick wriggled out of the nanny's arms and ran up to Serenity. His excited little face turned pouty as he asked, "You didn't take

River had work to do. It wasn't the right time to bring you along. But of course I love you. You and your sister

Bethany stretched her arms toward

and took her daughter

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

a bit

the same way. Suddenly, he was lifted into the air-Uncle River had

"You only want your mom

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