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.

the baby, slowly advanced to

at him coldly. “If I were Chloe, I wouldn’t give you the chance to get anywhere near

Presley ignored her comment.

attending the celebration banquet of my great-grandchildren, Elio and Luna. With your blessings, the Harper family rejoices in this

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

a soft smile, subtle and unobtrusive, unaffected by Presley’s

a few close acquaintances requested to

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 arranged

banquet

household staff busily fussed over the two little ones,

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

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 and ridicule. He

his great-grandchildren

that. However, the incident taught many old

in the lives of the young. Each had their own path to follow. Their ideas and beliefs were

a

overlooked that the young ones didn’t wish for their lives to be controlled

see it from Presley’s perspective, some from an outsider’s, and some couldn’t help

grew tired, the novelty faded, and

—

Chloe’s biological clock had also readjusted

like clockwork. She’d get up at

filled the bottles with hot water and,

had turned a sea of yellow;

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

black trench coat, hands in pockets, gazing towards the manor gates. Every day,

months ago,

Two such brilliant people, to have ended up

it in her to forgive, or perhaps,

her away on her coronation day for all the

even so, Yasmine chose not to

mother’s by leaps and bounds, so much so that she

interference might

it wasn’t that her mother didn’t want to forgive him. It was just that there was no reason to forgive him. Her interference was not a form of support

didn’t need convincing to leave him. She needed a reason to

that this man was the one

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

surprisingly strong sense of

freshly washed, to help feed

the feeding and some playtime with the

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 reserved for

for his son… Well, blood of his blood, he didn’t gaze at him quite like he did at Nathan

time he returned from work, Little Moon’s bell-like laughter and excited flailing of tiny arms and legs satisfied some unspoken pride within

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 with his tie, watch, and

energetic, and his aura expanded and radiated with confidence. It

happened too often for it to be just that. The little one truly

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

an eyebrow, wrapped his arms around Chloe’s waist, and pulled her

pressed against his chest as she

look? Handsome or

with red, “Isn’t it