The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Just as he was about to scoop up the little troublemaker and take him outside, the door of the room swung open

and Elizabeth walked in.

“The guests have all arrived. Why don’t you bring the babies out for a bit?”

Rose took Colt over, and Chloe, cradling her son, prepared to join Damon in making their entrance.

As they reached the doorway, Elizabeth caught Chloe’s arm, hesitating as if torn whether to speak.

Chloe looked puzzled. “What’s up?”

Elizabeth glanced at Damon, then pulled Chloe aside and whispered:d2

“The thing is that Presley is here too. I think, in this situation, if he wants to hold the babies…”

Chloe nodded. “I understand.”

Elizabeth’s face showed a hint of apology. “I’m sorry, Chloe, I just can’t bear it. It’s pitiful to see him like that.”

“It’s all water under the bridge. No matter what, he’s their great-grandfather. I’m doing fine now. As long as the

babies are healthy, I don’t have room in my heart for those unhappy memories. Don’t worry. A little respect for him

in public is also respect for myself.”

Relieved, Elizabeth nodded. “I am so sorry you have to bear this.”

Chloe smiled reassuringly. “I get it a little. He wasn’t exactly kind to you either, or you wouldn’t have eloped with his

son all those years ago. And yet, you still have a soft spot for him, don’t you?”

Elizabeth gave a wry smile. “What can I say? No matter how mean he can be, I just can’t bring myself to retaliate.

As much as I hate him at times, I pity him too. I’ve come to terms with it over the years. It is what it is.”

Chloe chuckled. “Well, I’m the same. No matter how much he disapproves of me, I’m determined to outlive him. I’ll

just indulge him for now.”

The words were slightly inappropriate, but they were honest.

Elizabeth also didn’t think there was anything to worry about. She gently squeezed Chloe’s arm as a reassuring

gesture. “Give Damon a heads-up, so he doesn’t stir the pot.”

—

When Damon and Chloe emerged into the banquet hall, the bubbling conversations came to an abrupt halt. All eyes

were drawn to them as they approached.

Most guests were eager to catch a glimpse of the twins, but with layers of security, no one could get too close. Not

only had Damon prepared, but Stanley had also mustered additional hands, ensuring that not even a fly could

breach the hotel’s perimeter.

they appeared, Alyssa joyfully took Little Moon from Damon’s

walked towards him,

and it was impossible to discern what each was

fell on the Little Sun in her

his name. If you’re not happy with it, you can pick another,”

son towards Presley.

off guard, his gaze fixated on her in

letting him hold the baby that he nervously opened his arms and

hundred days that he’d held the baby, the first

and through, he’s the spitting image of Damon. Especially

this baby would grow up wise, composed, and

good. No need for another name. And the little

managed a

broadened in satisfaction. “Elio, Luna. Excellent, both

her treasures.

were given by

baby, slowly advanced to stand beside

at him coldly. “If I were Chloe, I wouldn’t give you the chance

Presley ignored her comment.

of my great-grandchildren,

rejoices in

to everyone that this was a concession, an acknowledgment,

branch to

wore a soft smile, subtle and

few close acquaintances requested to see the babies, and

lunch served at noon, and didn’t end until the evening. However,

banquet before being whisked away. The noise and air quality

babies, and they were quickly safeguarded. Damon had

celebration banquet

returned home early, the household staff busily fussed over the two little ones,

for a while.

dominated by the Harper family’s celebration. The appearance

the talk

of Chloe, he had caused quite a stir in the past. He cut ties with his grandson,

used the Global Economic Summit as a

and ridicule. He had done everything, both right

hold his great-grandchildren in his arms. Wasn’t it all

gossiped, but that was that. However, the incident taught

the young. Each had their

of life certainly wasn’t a

to walk a path they deemed correct often

didn’t want defiance, but they overlooked that the

controlled by others either.

tried to see it from Presley’s perspective, some from an outsider’s,

offer

time wore on, people grew tired, the ty faded, and the matter

—

clock had also

babies woke like clockwork. She’d get up

bottles, and mix

bottles with hot water and, out of

rows of ginkgo trees had turned a sea

the ground had become carpeted with

to the manor’s entrance, a solitary figure

trench coat, hands in pockets, gazing towards

two months ago, not a day had

such brilliant