On the cozy bed, a fierce competition for Gwendolyn’s attention erupted between the two little ones.

Zendaya and Benedict both vied for the prime spot next to their beloved mother, even tussling to snuggle up to her.

Benedict, being the more mature and sensible older brother, eventually conceded defeat.

He graciously shifted his little pillow next to Cedrick’s.

After a good half-hour of chaos, the family finally settled down, ready to drift off into dreamland.

Little did they suspect that as soon as the lights went out, a tiny voice belonging to Zendaya pierced the darkness.

“Mommy, my heart is racing like crazy. I just can’t fall asleep,” Zendaya whimpered, her voice carrying a tinge of desperation.

Cedrick, his voice laced with lazy amusement, chimed in. “Zendy, you were sprinting like a cheetah before bedtime. It’s no wonder you’re all wound up.”

Gwendolyn remained silent.

While Zendaya struggled to find sleep, Benedict desperately needed it.

Gwendolyn could see the exhaustion etched on his face. After spending hours in the lab receiving treatments, Benedict deserved a restful night at home.

While she was pondering a solution, Cedrick proposed one. “What if your mommy tells you both a bedtime story?”

Zendaya perked up. “Yes, please!”

Benedict rolled his eyes. “That’s boring.”

Cedrick had a secret agenda. He was hoping that exposing Benedict to more fairy tales and their enchanting lessons might soften his precocious and adult-like demeanor.

He insisted, “Benny, you’ve never experienced your mommy’s storytelling, have you? Consider it a new experience, and it’ll also help soothe Zendy to sleep.”

Benedict grudgingly shifted his position, tucking his arms in. “Whatever. Girls are so troublesome. Even when it comes to bedtime, they want attention before they’re willing to sleep.”

big brother’s grumbling and lovingly embraced him

troublesome. Just give Mommy’s stories a chance. They’re really fascinating. You absolutely must

stoic, but his expression softened, and a flicker of curiosity danced in his eyes. It was clear that he was intrigued despite

exchanged a look. Cedrick’s gaze seemed to convey

tale book from the bedside table. Flipping through the pages, she began

arm on the bed and casually supporting his head as he absorbed every word

bedroom of Harrick Villa, an aura

Gwendolyn was surrounded by her little

at the grand ball,

the main bedroom was filled with soft and

of the bedside lamp, Cedrick and the two little children had surrendered

on their peaceful faces, her eyes eventually fixating on

tender smile gracing her lips. With a gentle flick, she switched off the lamp, surrendering

Zendaya calling Charles “Daddy” at the dinner table and how Zendaya managed to

saw this as an opportunity to spread some

original words were extremely insulting and went far beyond just causing a little

wind of the situation, he swiftly contained the news and even

Group incurred losses

in the world did you rub Mr. Jenson the wrong way during your date yesterday? With Jenson Group canceling their collaboration with our Cloudington Group, this is like a clear warning to our family. You have no idea who he is in the business world. He’s like a ruthless and decisive Grim Reaper. Cross him, and he can make even century-old

utterly confused upon hearing

this? How could I possibly

of frustration was building up inside him. He saw Jessamyn’s bewildered expression and couldn’t

play innocent with me! This morning, the vice CEO of Jenson Group, Nico Jenson, personally informed me about the collaboration cancellation. He had this cold expression, and I knew he was clearly holding back his anger. When

problem stemmed from. “Dad, I haven’t even met Cedrick Jenson. How could I possibly have

as she questioned their daughter, “Jess, tell your father everything you did yesterday. We need to figure out where things

“Okay.”

of the previous day. She had only done a

more than a low-life. Not only did he spend time in jail, but he’s now also playing around with a mistress, and get this, he even fathered an illegitimate child. He had the audacity

absolute nightmare, with a mean streak a mile wide. She’s a mouthy little devil, and I couldn’t stand her. I lost my cool and lashed out at her a bit. After that, I reached out to some newspapers and reporters to expose Charles’ wild ways. But

looks, trying to make sense of Jessamyn’s

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