That tiny tiara had been custom-made for her by Stewart himself. Though small, every single gemstone was real—an exquisite little crown worth six figures.

The little princess perched on her father's lap, pointing at her juice cup with a chubby finger. "Daddy, I want some juice~!"

Stewart brought the glass to her lips and reminded her gently, "Just a sip, sweetheart. Mom says you need to eat your dinner first. After you finish, you can have a whole glass."

"I knowww~!"

Little Nina dutifully took a tiny sip, then turned her bright eyes on him again. "Daddy, I want some of that meat."

Stewart obliged without hesitation, serving his daughter with practiced ease.

The others watched as Nina laid on the charm, one round after another, but none of them called her out. Nearly five years old and a champion eater, she usually plowed through her meals solo in her booster seat. When did she ever need this kind of pampering?

And that babyish voice-so sweet it could melt the iciest heart-made James, the ultimate girl dad, sigh with helpless longing.

"Stewart, have you never suspected she's just putting on an act?" James eyed Stewart, sounding as sour as if he'd just bitten into a lemon.

"I know," Stewart replied, ruffling Nina's hair. "But as long as she's happy, that's all that matters."

could only roll

wine in her glass and glanced over at James. "Stepdads just

withering look. "No one asked for

a sip of wine and winked at him. "Mr. Delaney, if you want a daughter so badly, why not have one of your own? If you're struggling to find someone to have a baby with, you

stood up abruptly. "There's no reasoning with a woman like

his plate and relocated to an empty seat as far from Lorna

lips curving in amusement, and in the next second, she picked

his knife

Lorna set her plate

blinked at

...

fell, and the breeze

they head inside. The kids were being well looked

into the media room, picking

film that

Stella and Mary

if it hadn't been for you, none of those

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