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 into

Young Miss, slow down!" the nannies called out, hurrying after

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

little treasure. Nothing could be allowed to happen to

"Mom!"

at River's car. She knew Mommy had gone out with Uncle River-and hadn't taken her or

Maverick wriggled out of the nanny's arms and ran up to Serenity. His excited little face turned pouty

and Uncle River had work to do. It wasn't the right time to bring you along. But of

stretched her arms toward Serenity from the

back and took

her little arms around her mom's neck

watched, a bit

getting big now-too heavy for Mommy to carry the same way. Suddenly, he

River teased. "You only want your mom and

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