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.

child and a chill surged through

offspring

certain that the

over 4@ years of age, harbored no aversion to the notion

had left him with little time for

here stood a child, manifest

eye level, his voice tinged with a slight tremor, as he inquired, “Who is

informed

Mark’s fists clenched.

had given birth

him to reach

with a mixture of apprehension and

even felt a

emotions, Mark rose to his

that very moment, Cecilia’s

and scooped up Edwin

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