Griffin felt a throbbing pain in his temples, adamantly sticking to his choice, "The black one."

Leopold acknowledged with a grunt, obediently putting the others away.

Griffin was beyond words.

If simplicity saved lives, then let it be.

During their engagement party, she had already seen through Leopold's standing within the Emerald Mountain community.

Plus, being named godfather to Vivienne's kids was already flashy enough.

If Leopold dared to dress even more flamboyantly at tomorrow's feast... she feared he might not make it through the night without being "taken out."

By then, she wouldn't even know where to start looking for him.

The next day, the hotel was buzzing with people.

The hall was packed with well-wishers.

Vivienne sat in the lounge, surrounded by Finnian, Jasper, and Yorick, who had made special trips to be there.

Any one of them was a notable figure in Rivenwood.

Yet there they were, locked in a standoff, none yielding to the others.

Only Vivienne remained calm.

Next to her were some snacks and pastries, thoughtfully prepared by Mr. Wolf.

This banquet was significant for both families.

As her father put it, it was also about making up for past regrets during her own wedding.

With so many invites, they had no idea how many would actually show up.

They could only courteously greet guests at the door.

Mr. Wolf, concerned she might get tired, had her rest with the kids separately.

But...

any quieter

your problem, old

scooped up Juliette from her crib, glaring at Jasper who tried to contest, "Come on, I'm meeting these kids for the first time too. And you, acting all high and mighty as the great-grandfather, can't you show

Vivienne, "..."

her mentor wouldn't start getting ideas about her children, hadn't

frustration, spoke with underlying bitterness, "I'm the

the battlefield, teased Jasper, "Why so stubborn? My disciple didn't just have one child. Even

You might want to hold him, but it's all about the child's comfort." "If he starts crying the moment you take him... that

Jasper, "..."

this so

the children laugh as the others played with them, Jasper felt like he was being scratched by a cat. He

welcoming me, shouldn't you at least

conversation turning this way, he doubted

stopping you? The child just

choked

had already moved aside with

fond of her by the minute,

might turn out to

to secure this connection

Jasper and

intervene, the lounge door swung open, and Richard strolled in

о

great-grandson."

Vivienne, "..."

was leaving, that

the crowd was bustling, greeting

her way out, she

inquire, her attention was caught by Mr. Wolf

man appeared middle-aged and unfamiliar, someone she hadn't seen

gaze, turned, shared a smile, and after a brief nod to the stranger, headed her

the stranger, casually asked, "Mr. Wolf, who were you

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