Celine quickly returned the photo to the box and exclaimed, "Grandma, this is a photo from when I was little. It’s too ugly to show you."

Mary chuckled as she withdrew her hand. "My dear Celine, how could you ever be ugly?" Alfred chimed in, "Absolutely not."

Celine smiled at the warm exchange between Mary and Alfred, lowering her head to take a spoonful of soup. Just then, the maid's voice broke the silence.

"Mr. Alvarez," Orline announced, looking up to see Adam walking in. "Adam, you're back?" Mary smiled warmly.

Adam took off his suit jacket and handed it to the maid before striding into the living room. Celine suddenly noticed something unusual in her soup, as if something had been added.

"Grandma, did you add something to this soup? It tastes a bit odd."

"Did you notice? I had some fertility herbs

at the soup. She and Adam hadn't even consummated their marriage yet, so no

start thinking about having

eyes, Celine knew she would have to disappoint her. Just then, Adam sat beside her and

is still young. There’s no

face. Was he putting the blame on her? "Actually, Grandma, I do want to have

Celine to say this. He looked down at her,

so busy with work lately. Every time he comes back to the room, he's too exhausted to do

imply he was

him up from head to toe. "No wonder you and Celine haven’t made any progress in such a

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