The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Just as he was about to scoop up the little troublemaker and take him outside, the door of the room swung open and Elizabeth walked in.

“The guests have all arrived. Why don’t you bring the babies out for a bit?”

Rose took Colt over, and Chloe, cradling her son, prepared to join Damon in making their entrance.

As they reached the doorway, Elizabeth caught Chloe’s arm, hesitating as if torn whether to speak.

Chloe looked puzzled. “What’s up?”

Elizabeth glanced at Damon, then pulled Chloe aside and whispered:d2

“The thing is that Presley is here too. I think, in this situation, if he wants to hold the babies…”

Chloe nodded. “I understand.”

Elizabeth’s face showed a hint of apology. “I’m sorry, Chloe, I just can’t bear it. It’s pitiful to see him like that.”

“It’s all water under the bridge. No matter what, he’s their great-grandfather. I’m doing fine now. As long as the babies are healthy, I don’t have room in my heart for those unhappy memories. Don’t worry. A little respect for him in public is also respect for myself.”

Relieved, Elizabeth nodded. “I am so sorry you have to bear this.”

Chloe smiled reassuringly. “I get it a little. He wasn’t exactly kind to you either, or you wouldn’t have eloped with his son all those years ago. And yet, you still have a soft spot for him, don’t you?”

Elizabeth gave a wry smile. “What can I say? No matter how mean he can be, I just can’t bring myself to retaliate. As much as I hate him at times, I pity him too. I’ve come to terms with it over the years. It is what it is.”

Chloe chuckled. “Well, I’m the same. No matter how much he disapproves of me, I’m determined to outlive him. I’ll just indulge him for now.”

The words were slightly inappropriate, but they were honest.

Elizabeth also didn’t think there was anything to worry about. She gently squeezed Chloe’s arm as a reassuring gesture. “Give Damon a heads-up, so he doesn’t stir the pot.”

—

When Damon and Chloe emerged into the banquet hall, the bubbling conversations came to an abrupt halt. All eyes were drawn to them as they approached.

Most guests were eager to catch a glimpse of the twins, but with layers of security, no one could get too close. Not only had Damon prepared, but Stanley had also mustered additional hands, ensuring that not even a fly could breach the hotel’s perimeter.

The moment they appeared, Alyssa joyfully took Little Moon from Damon’s arms into hers.

Chloe glanced at Presley standing at the back and walked towards him, with baby in arms. They faced each other, expressions neutral, and it was impossible to discern what each was thinking.

Finally, almost simultaneously, their gazes fell on the Little Sun in her arms.

“This is Elio, we’ve chosen his name. If you’re not happy with it, you can pick another,” Chloe offered, extending her son towards Presley.

The gesture caught Presley off guard, his gaze fixated on her in disbelief. It wasn’t until he was sure she was serious about letting him hold the baby that he nervously opened his arms and carefully cradled the baby.

It was the first time in a hundred days that he’d held the baby, the first time he’d seen his face up close. Indeed, a Harper through and through, he’s the spitting image of Damon. Especially the boy’s eyes were calmly observing him. He could tell this baby would grow up wise, composed, and measured.

“I like the name Elio. Good, very good. No need for another name. And the little girl? What’s her name?”

Chloe managed a smile. “Luna.”

Presley’s smile broadened in satisfaction. “Elio, Luna. Excellent, both excellent.”

Chloe simply nodded. After all, these were her treasures. How could she give them just any names? Moreover, these names were given by Damon.

holding the baby, slowly advanced to stand beside the old

were Chloe, I wouldn’t

Presley ignored her comment.

banquet of my great-grandchildren, Elio and Luna. With your blessings, the

everyone that this was a concession,

Damon, wore a soft smile, subtle and

requested to

noon, and didn’t end until the evening. However, the babies only made a brief appearance at the banquet before being whisked away. The noise and air quality weren’t ideal for the babies, and they

celebration banquet

they returned home early, the household staff busily fussed over the two little ones, eagerly playing with them

dominated by the Harper family’s celebration. The appearance of the babies wasn’t publicized, but Presley’s words were the talk of

quite a stir in the past. He cut ties with his grandson, used the company to force an alliance marriage with the Alonso family, and even

he got to hold his great-grandchildren in his arms.

However, the incident taught many old

path to follow. Their ideas

generation to walk a

defiance, but they overlooked that the young ones didn’t wish for their

about it, some tried to see it from Presley’s perspective, some from an outsider’s, and some couldn’t

wore on, people grew tired, the novelty faded, and

—

babies, Chloe’s biological clock had also readjusted itself along

the babies woke like clockwork. She’d get up at seven to prepare warm water, heat the baby

the bottles with hot

rows of ginkgo trees had turned a sea of yellow; leaves twirled down even without a breeze. Overnight, the ground had become carpeted

to the manor’s entrance, a solitary figure stood

coat, hands in pockets, gazing towards

leaving the hospital over two months ago, not a day had

back then? Two such brilliant people, to have ended up

never found it in her to forgive, or perhaps, she had never found a reason to after

her away on her coronation day for all the nation, even the world, to see, and

so, Yasmine chose not to

exceed her mother’s by leaps and bounds, so

interference

was just that there was no reason to forgive

to forgive. So the less Chloe knew about Mother’s past, the

to know was that this man was the

into the sink and adeptly prepared two bottles of formula. Just as

with their surprisingly strong sense of

to help feed one of them. They worked

some playtime with

he had a moment, he’d first cradle his little girl, looking

he didn’t gaze

Little Moon’s bell-like laughter and excited flailing of tiny arms and

Moon seemed to particularly enjoy watching Damon dress. Each morning after feeding, as Damon changed, she would watch him, kicking and wriggling, but her eyes never strayed from him, not until he was fully dressed, with Chloe helping him

neatly tailored suit, Damon looked energetic, and his aura expanded and radiated with confidence. It left

happened too often for it to be just that. The

kicking her little legs and chuckling as Chloe adjusted his tie. Looking at her joyous daughter, Chloe couldn’t help

Chloe’s waist, and pulled her close, smiling down at

chest as she looked up,

I look? Handsome or

with red,