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.

appeared, Alyssa joyfully took Little Moon from Damon’s arms into

standing at the back and walked towards him, with

neutral, and it was impossible to discern what each

their gazes fell on the Little

Elio, we’ve chosen his name. If you’re not happy with

son towards Presley.

gesture caught Presley off guard, his gaze fixated on her in

he nervously opened his arms and carefully cradled the

that he’d held the

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

He could tell this baby would grow up wise,

good. No need for another

managed a smile.

smile broadened in satisfaction. “Elio, Luna.

After all, these were her treasures. How could

names were given

slowly advanced

wouldn’t give you

Presley ignored her comment.

for attending the celebration banquet of my great-grandchildren, Elio

Harper family rejoices in this joyous

names, it was clear to everyone that this was a

olive branch to

smile, subtle and unobtrusive, unaffected

requested to

served at noon, and

made a brief appearance at the banquet before

babies, and they were quickly safeguarded. Damon had arranged

celebration banquet concluded without

early, the household staff busily fussed over the two little ones, eagerly playing with

for a while.

celebration. The appearance of the babies wasn’t

words were the talk

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

Alonso family, and even used the Global Economic Summit

He had done everything, both right

to hold his great-grandchildren in his arms. Wasn’t

sneered and gossiped, but that was that. However,

lives of the young. Each had their own path to follow. Their ideas

of

the younger generation to walk a

but they overlooked that the young ones didn’t wish for their lives

controlled by others either.

see it from Presley’s

but offer

wore on, people grew tired, the ty faded,

Chloe’s biological clock had also readjusted

clockwork. She’d get up at seven to prepare warm

baby bottles, and mix the

hot water and, out of

the rows of ginkgo

a breeze. Overnight, the

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

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

hospital over two months ago, not a day had passed

then? Two such

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