Standing by the door was Gwendolyn. She wore a gentle smile in spite of the fact that her chest rose and fell continuously—obvious signs she came over in a hurry.

Her sudden appearance stunned Valentino, but he said nothing in response.

David, on the other hand, immediately came to his senses and approached his father, pleading, “Dad, Ms. Harris is involved in this. Why don’t we hear her out? Maybe there’s more to this.”

Gwendolyn’s eyes crinkled in a sweet way, making an expression that many elders would find endearing.

After exchanging glances with her, Valentino agreed to stay.

Meanwhile, Cedrick, who was still kneeling in the middle of the ancestral hall, was uncertain whether he could survive the punishment.

He was focused on preparing himself for the excruciating pain his back would receive, so much so that he did not hear Gwendolyn’s voice at the door.

To his surprise, what fell on him after a long while were the shirt and coat he had removed earlier instead of the vicious whip.

A woman’s slender yet warm fingers could then be seen pulling the clothing tightly over his shoulders and covering his honey-colored muscular body.

Snapping out of his daze, Cedrick looked up and turned around to meet Gwendolyn’s starry gaze that was filled with displeasure.

“Why are you here?”

Swallowing her frustration, she helped him up and questioned, “Were you going to keep me in the dark like what you did in Fairlake if I didn’t show up?”

Cedrick hung his head in guilt, not knowing how to explain his intentions.

He just did not want her to worry.

all, the issue with the shares would be settled

to cause her more trouble when she already had enough on her plate

Gwendolyn knew exactly what his thought process was, she could not help but get mad at him. She scolded him softly, “I can give you all the beating you want if you like getting beaten up that much, but no

his head

response, Gwendolyn pinched his waist

spread over his skin, causing him to inhale sharply and furrow his brows. At the

urged Gwendolyn. As she massaged the affected area, she threw him a warning look as if to say, “Don’t randomly strip

feeling into Valentino’s heart. In fact, his tone had become softer when he spoke

do you plan to explain the matter

result from her bag and said, “I think

returned the whip to the box, Logan quickly took the paper from Gwendolyn and handed

look, Valentino put on his reading glasses and pored over the contents.

pregnant? And you have not one, but two

was unmistakable, and

the fury he felt minutes ago vanished the moment he learned

in, “You’re incredible, Mr. Cedrick! Old Mr. Jenson,

of the elders chimed in, “Congratulations, Old Mr. Jenson! You’re so lucky! Soon, you’ll

too, piped up, “Congratulations, Dad! Twins bring great blessings to the family. Why don’t we just forget about what Cedrick

an approving look, the old man

unharmed. Worked up over the mere idea of it, the former rose to his feet and said, “Ms. Harris’ pregnancy is definitely something worth celebrating, but that’s a completely different matter. If Cedrick gives her Jenson Group’s shares because she’s pregnant, who knows what he’ll do when

Gwendolyn. The Harris residence is her home. There’s no

the ancestral hall grew tense

up when she heard the words “her home.” For some reason,

Harrick Villa is the only home I have now. What other home do

the change in her countenance, Cedrick hurriedly placed his arms over her shoulders to

her complicated emotions, she turned to Valentino and explained somberly, “Old Mr. Jenson, I’m actually here to talk about the shares. It is true that Ceddy gave them to me. Although he wouldn’t take them back, I have the

Jensons’ surname. By giving them the shares, the shares would still belong to

could refute if the shares were given

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