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 River's

car had Maverick and Bethany racing out from the yard. "Young Master, Young Miss, slow down!" the nannies called out, hurrying after them. One

or worse, that the driver

York family's little treasure. Nothing could be allowed

"Mom!"

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

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 me or my sister. Don't you

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

arms toward Serenity from

gently handed Maverick back and took her daughter in

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

watched, a bit

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

you two are so unfair," River teased. "You

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