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.

joyfully took Little Moon

the back and walked towards

it was impossible to discern

their gazes fell on the

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

son towards Presley.

gaze fixated on her

the baby that he nervously opened his arms and carefully cradled the

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

he’s the spitting image of Damon. Especially

baby would grow

like the name Elio. Good, very good. No need for another name. And the little

managed a smile.

in satisfaction. “Elio,

all, these were her treasures. How

were

advanced to stand beside the

I were Chloe, I wouldn’t give you

Presley ignored her comment.

the celebration banquet of my great-grandchildren, Elio

Harper family rejoices in

names, it was clear to everyone that this was a concession, an

branch to

Damon, wore a soft smile, subtle and unobtrusive, unaffected by Presley’s

close acquaintances requested to see the babies,

morning, with lunch served at noon, and didn’t end

banquet before being whisked away. The noise and

for the babies, and they were quickly safeguarded. Damon had arranged for a car

celebration banquet

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

for a while.

was dominated by the Harper family’s celebration. The appearance of the

words were the talk of

in the past. He cut ties with his grandson, used

family, and even used the Global

He had done everything, both

the commotion, he got to hold his

that was that. However, the incident taught many old people a

in the lives of the young. Each

Their way of life certainly wasn’t a one-size-fits-all

walk a path they

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

controlled by others either.

it from Presley’s perspective, some from an outsider’s, and

offer an overall

tired, the ty faded,

—

clock had also readjusted itself along

clockwork. She’d

baby bottles,

she filled the bottles with hot water and,

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

breeze. Overnight, the ground had

ginkgo to the manor’s entrance, a solitary

in pockets, gazing

months ago, not a day had passed without this

back then? Two such brilliant people, to have