Chapter 779

Korbyn, holding Edwin in his arms, approached.

The little boy’s face glistened with perspiration, engrossed in his playful antics.

Korbyn retrieved a towel from a servant’s hand and gently wiped the sweat from Edwin’s forehead, cherishing the child in his embrace.

Initially, Zoey paid little mind to the scene, preoccupied with how to approach Korbyn in conversation.

However, upon casting a glance…

No.

Edwin’s cherubic countenance and his hair color bore a striking resemblance to Rena’s.

Upon closer inspection, he bore a striking resemblance of about 70% to Mark, particularly the subtle expressions etched between his eyebrows.

Zoey’s composure shattered in an instant…

Mark mirrored her reaction.

a chill surged through his veins, rendering him almost incapable

the offspring of

Mark was certain that the little boy was

age, harbored no aversion to the notion of family or children of his

his demanding schedule had left him with little

here stood a child, manifest before

tinged with

forthrightly informed Mark,

Mark’s fists clenched.

birth

overwhelming desire surged within Mark, compelling him to reach out and touch his

him with a mixture of apprehension and

the boy even felt a certain level

his

that very moment,

them and scooped

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