Blake's POV

"Blake, I will test the character of the kids' mother myself. By the way, what is her background? Tell me," continued Patricia.

I had no choice but to answer, "She is the adopted daughter of the Alpha of Blake Moon Pack. She does not know who her biological parents are."

"What?" Patricia's expression froze.

I lowered my gaze. My heart was filled with sorrow for the past.

Patricia was silent for a long time and suddenly said, "Your mother is also someone's adopted daughter. When your father told us that she was his mate, I hoped he could refuse her, but your father insisted on choosing her. But then..."

"Patricia, she is different from Abigail. I trust her a hundred percent. Unlike my mother, she would never act selfish," I said confidently.

The motorcade drove up the mountain. I planned to arrange for my grandparents to live in a villa on the mountains.

"I want to go down and see my grandkids now," said Patricia.

I looked at the time. It was almost four o'clock in the morning. "Patricia, why don't we..."

"Just one look. I won't disturb their sleep, OK?" Patricia couldn't wait.

The older Patricia got, the more she behaved like a child. The way she spoke and her temper became childish.

"Fine. Emerson, get some rest!" I knew Grandpa was not well, so I had to arrange for him to rest first.

Patricia was full of joy as she sat in the car and came to the lakeside villa with me.

Right now, there were only a few lights on in the villa, filling the villa with a dim yellow halo.

When we just got out of the car and went to the parlor, suddenly, we heard the sound of something falling to the ground.

We looked up in surprise and saw a slender figure standing at the top of the stairs.

bottle rolled all the way down the stairs

up, and took a

over, too. It was a

the stairs, was shocked. She did not expect to run

stupefied, pitiful woman who was standing

go downstairs to get a

on the lights in the parlor. Everyone's

wearing her white nightgown properly. More than half of it slid down, revealing half of her fair

reached out and pulled her nightgown up. Her two hands tightly gripped her clothes,

pointed to the bottle in her

and greet her with a smile,

who you are. You gave birth to my grandson's kids." Patricia interrupted Catherine, and then she handed the bottle over to Catherine.

"Patricia, she isn't..."

hurriedly tried to

Will a woman from a

embarrassed and did not know

don't you want to see the kids? I'll

eyes, Patricia glared at

her hand, and

gently, "Ms. Wyatt, you should go up

the bottle on the cabinet next to

led Patricia, pushed open the

light,

who was sleeping casually, and her eyes were

of you when you were a kid!"

saw Patricia finally smiling. I deliberately said, "The kids are both very healthy and

rolled her eyes at

smiled and said, "Patricia, Hedwig is sleeping in Cathy's room. Why don't you go and

sprawling on the bed. He slept in an

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