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.

took Little

the back and walked towards him, with baby in arms. They faced each

neutral, and it was impossible to discern what each was

fell on the Little Sun in

is Elio, we’ve chosen his name. If you’re not happy with it, you can pick another,” Chloe

son towards Presley.

on her in disbelief.

him hold the baby that he nervously opened his arms

he’d held the baby, the first time he’d seen his

image of

could tell this baby would grow up wise,

need for another name. And the little girl? What’s

managed a smile.

satisfaction. “Elio, Luna. Excellent,

nodded. After all, these were her treasures. How

names were given

advanced to stand beside

I were Chloe, I wouldn’t give you the chance to get anywhere

Presley ignored her comment.

banquet of my great-grandchildren, Elio

Harper family rejoices in

names, it was clear to everyone that this was

branch to

standing beside Damon, wore a soft smile, subtle and unobtrusive,

requested to see

with lunch served at noon, and

only made a brief appearance at the banquet before being whisked away. The noise and air quality

Damon had arranged for a

celebration banquet concluded without

they returned home early, the household staff busily fussed over the two

for a while.

dominated by the Harper family’s celebration. The

the

past. He cut ties

with the Alonso family, and even used the

and ridicule. He had done everything, both right

commotion, he got to hold his great-grandchildren in

but that was that. However,

should interfere less in the lives of the young. Each had their own path to follow. Their ideas

Their way of life

to walk a

people didn’t want defiance, but they overlooked that the young ones didn’t wish

controlled by others either.

talked about it, some tried to see it from Presley’s

but offer an

grew tired, the ty faded, and the matter naturally sank into

—

biological clock had also readjusted

clockwork. She’d get up at seven to

the baby bottles, and

she filled the bottles with hot

had turned chilly. Outside the manor, the rows of ginkgo trees had turned a sea of yellow;

Overnight, the ground had become carpeted with

foot of the closest ginkgo to the manor’s entrance, a solitary

in pockets, gazing towards the manor gates. Every day,

months ago, not

exactly had happened back then? Two such brilliant people, to