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.

would be settled

when

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 one can lay a finger on you other

merely kept his head hung low in

response, Gwendolyn pinched his waist hard. “Did you hear what I

sharp pain spread over his skin, causing him to inhale sharply and furrow

threw him a warning look as if to

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

plan to explain the matter on Ced’s behalf

out a test result from her bag and said, “I think things will clear up when you see this,

quickly took the paper from Gwendolyn and handed

glasses and pored over the contents. Tears began welling up in his eyes as a look of

pregnant? And you have not

tone was unmistakable, and he immediately burst into

fury he felt minutes ago vanished the moment he learned about

Old Mr. Jenson, you’ll be getting two great-grandchildren in a few

chimed in, “Congratulations, Old Mr. Jenson! You’re so

too, piped up, “Congratulations, Dad! Twins bring great blessings to the

look, the old man said, “Seeing how you’ve brought our family two

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 the twins are born?

aren’t given to the children but to Gwendolyn. The Harris residence is her home. There’s no telling if she’ll give them to her family in the

the ancestral hall

the words “her home.” For some reason, they sounded

is the only home I have

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

the shares. It is true that Ceddy gave them to me. Although he wouldn’t take them back, I have the right to determine their distribution. So, I’m planning to come up with an agreement. All the shares I have in Jenson Group will be distributed

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

one could refute if the shares were given to the youngest descendants of the family as

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