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.

they pulled into River's

out from the yard. "Young Master, Young Miss, slow down!" the nannies called

kids would trip or worse, that the

the York family's little treasure. Nothing

"Mom!"

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

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

right time to bring you along. But of course I love you. You

her arms toward Serenity from the nanny's

handed Maverick back and took her daughter in

little arms around her mom's

watched, a bit

same way. Suddenly, he was

teased. "You only want your mom

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