The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 1170

Chapter 1170

Twila was all smiles, her voice bubbling with excitement. "Mom, is that handsome guy getting married?"

Hestia's eyes lingered on the TV, a mix of emotions swirling within her. "Yes, he is."

"That guy's wife looks a lot like you, Mom." Twila snuggled closer, her innocent eyes wide. "But you're way prettier."

Hestia chuckled softly, her heart warmed by her daughter's words. "You sure know how to cheer me up."

Back in her youth, Hestia had indeed been a beauty - it was what caught Eltham's eye in the first place. But the years had taken their toll, carving lines of life's hardships deep into her face. Brittany, on the other hand, seemed to have been kissed by time, appearing even more graceful and composed at thirty-something than ever before.

Twila, however, wouldn't have it any other way. "In my eyes, Mom, you're the most beautiful."

Hestia smiled, touched. "Oh, you-"

After Twila drifted off to sleep, Hestia tucked her in and stood up, only to be startled by a knock on the door.

be at this late hour?

the door, she hesitated. "Who is

"Ms. Bennett."

voice replied, "It's

the door, meeting

over her face. "How

Ms. Lynette for a prenatal appointment when he stumbled upon you." Hestia shivered, a sense of dread washing over her.

voice cold. "You went off

cheeks flushed with embarrassment, her earlier resolve crumbling. "This... I

matter why you're back," the assistant cut her off again.

"What?" Hestia echoed, perplexed.

Craneville, making yourself known to us... What's your angle? Money? Something else?" Hestia clenched her fists, feeling

million? Ten?

was palpable. "Ms. Bennett, your appetite has certainly grown over

been struck by lightning, Hestia's face went pale don't want the money, I don't want anything. I'll

should

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