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.

advanced to stand beside

I were Chloe, I wouldn’t give you the chance to get anywhere near the

Presley ignored her comment.

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

it was clear to everyone that this was a concession, an acknowledgment,

a soft smile,

requested to see

celebration began in the morning, with lunch served at 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 were quickly safeguarded. Damon had

banquet concluded without

over the two little ones, eagerly playing

was dominated by the Harper family’s celebration. The appearance of the babies wasn’t publicized, but

he had caused 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 used the Global Economic Summit as a platform to exert pressure

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

However, the incident taught many old

follow. Their ideas and beliefs were not always correct. Their way of life certainly wasn’t

a path

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

still talked about it, some tried to see it from Presley’s perspective, some from an outsider’s, and some

people grew tired, the novelty

babies, Chloe’s biological clock had

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

with hot water and, out of habit, wandered over

rows of ginkgo trees had turned a sea of yellow; leaves twirled down even without a breeze.

the manor’s entrance, a solitary figure stood reliably at

black trench coat, hands in pockets, gazing

two months ago, not a

Two such brilliant

forgive, or perhaps, she had never found a reason to after all

pursuit, had taken her away on her coronation day for all the nation, even the world,

even so, Yasmine chose not to

knew the truth, her rage would exceed her mother’s by leaps and bounds, so

interference

just that there was no reason to forgive him. Her interference was

him. She needed a reason to forgive. So

was that this man was the

the sink and adeptly prepared two bottles of

with their surprisingly

feed one of them.

the feeding and some playtime with the babies, Damon finally got

favoritism was as clear as day. If he had a moment, he’d first cradle his little girl, looking at her with the same tender gaze

he didn’t gaze at him quite

from work, Little Moon’s bell-like laughter

dress. Each morning after feeding, as Damon changed, she would watch him, kicking and wriggling, but

expanded and

be coincidence, but it happened too often for it to be just that. The little one truly loved watching Damon in

his tie. Looking at her joyous daughter, Chloe couldn’t help but say, “Maybe we should avoid her when getting dressed from now on.

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

chest as she looked up, “What

I look? Handsome

ears tinged with red, “Isn’t it

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