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.

a glass bottle rolled all the way down the stairs and landed at

picked it up, and took

too. It was a bottle

standing at the step of the stairs, was shocked. She did

looked up at the stupefied, pitiful woman

downstairs to get a drink at this

lights in the parlor. Everyone's eyes were fixed on

of it

quickly reached out and pulled her nightgown up. Her two hands

the bottle in her hand, and

come over and greet her with a smile, "You must be Blake's

are. You gave birth to my grandson's kids." Patricia interrupted Catherine, and then she handed the bottle over to Catherine. "Only promiscuous women will still be drinking

"Patricia, she isn't..."

hurriedly tried to defend

She said, "Why are you still speaking up for her? Will a woman from a decent family get drunk in the middle of

a little embarrassed and

to see the kids? I'll help you

sternness in her eyes, Patricia glared

the bottle in her hand, and she was in a

should

only nod, put the bottle on the cabinet next to her, and

pushed open the door, and went into

the dim light, Noah was

sleeping casually, and her eyes were filled

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

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

her eyes at

still smiled and said, "Patricia, Hedwig is sleeping in Cathy's

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

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