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.”

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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

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

Presley ignored her comment.

great-grandchildren, Elio and Luna.

to everyone that this was a concession,

wore a soft smile, subtle and unobtrusive,

a few close acquaintances requested to see the babies, and

the banquet before being whisked

celebration banquet concluded

over the two little ones, eagerly playing with them for a

Harper family’s celebration. The appearance of the babies

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. Wasn’t it all for

sneered and gossiped, but that was that. However,

the lives of the young. Each had their own path to follow. Their ideas and beliefs were not always correct. Their way of

generation to walk a path

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

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

novelty faded, and the matter naturally

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

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

the bottles with hot water and,

a sea of

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

in pockets, gazing towards the

months ago, not a day had passed without this

Two such brilliant people, to

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

all the nation, even the world, to see, and even now, he stood

even so, Yasmine chose not to forgive

leaps and bounds, so much so that she might never let that

interference

besides, it wasn’t that her mother didn’t want to forgive him. It was just

convincing to leave him. She needed a reason to forgive. So

this

bottles into the sink and adeptly prepared two bottles of

surprisingly strong sense

freshly washed, to help feed one of

some playtime with the babies,

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

Well, blood of his blood, he didn’t gaze

time he returned from work, Little Moon’s bell-like laughter

changed, she would watch him, kicking and wriggling, but her eyes never strayed from him, not until he was fully

and his aura expanded and radiated

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

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

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

pressed against his chest as she looked up, “What are you

look?

with red,