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.

way down the stairs

it up,

It

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

pitiful

downstairs to get a drink at this time of

on the lights in

than half of it slid down, revealing half

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

to the bottle in her hand, and her tone became

greet her with a smile, "You must be Blake's grandmother. Hello,

birth to my grandson's kids." Patricia interrupted Catherine, and then she handed the bottle over to Catherine. "Only promiscuous women

"Patricia, she isn't..."

tried to

She said, "Why are you still speaking up for her? Will a

a little embarrassed and did not

quickly said, "Patricia, don't you want to see the kids? I'll help

hint of sternness in her eyes, Patricia glared at

her hand, and she was

gently, "Ms. Wyatt, you should go up and rest

only nod, put the bottle on the cabinet

open the door, and

the dim light, Noah was

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

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

sigh of relief when I saw Patricia finally smiling. I deliberately said, "The kids are both

her eyes at

is sleeping in Cathy's room. Why

sprawling on the bed. He slept

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