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.

rolled all the way down the stairs

it up, and took

looked over, too. It was

the step of the stairs, was shocked. She did not expect

pitiful woman who was

get a drink at this time of

on the lights in

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

Her two hands tightly gripped her clothes, her face

bottle in her hand, and her tone

greet her with a smile, "You

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

"Patricia, she isn't..."

hurriedly tried to defend

are you still speaking up for her? Will a woman from a decent family

a little embarrassed and did not know how to

to see the kids?

Patricia glared at Catherine and

in her hand, and

Wyatt, you should

put the bottle on the cabinet next

open the door, and

dim light,

looked at Noah, who was sleeping casually, and her eyes were

of you when you were a kid!" Patricia whispered into my

I deliberately said, "The kids are both

rolled her

in

at Noah reluctantly, who was sprawling on the bed. He slept in an

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