Richard was just about to chime in with Finnian’s train of thought when Maddox, seizing the chance to divert Fredrick’s razor-sharp glares from himself, interjected casually, “Hold up, Finnian. That’s not quite right. Our Vivienne’s just a young thing; babies are a ways off for her.”

“Exactly, my point! Vivienne’s only twenty. What’s this rush about kids?” Jasper nodded approvingly at his third son, waving his hand dismissively, “They should focus on their careers for now. Children can wait a few more years.”

Finnian is spouting nonsense again!

The family had only just reclaimed their precious lost lamb, and the score for whisking her away without so much as a by-your-leave hadn’t been settled yet. They couldn’t let Percival get too smug about it!

Leopold, shoveling down his food, glanced from one to another, then at Vivienne, whose cheeks were tinted with a fresh bloom of red.

Struck by a sudden inspiration, he blurted out, “But hey, they’re already hitched. Having kids is just a matter of time, and I bet any child of Vivienne and Percival’s will be a real looker, even prettier than the two of them.”

Silence fell like a curtain as he finished speaking. All eyes converged on Leopold.

Leopold shivered, “Did I, uh, say something wrong?”

Richard was the first to recover, “Wrong? Absolutely not. You nailed it, buddy. I’m right there with you, Leopold!”

Jasper opened his mouth to argue, but his brain, traitorously, continued along Leopold’s line of thought.

Well, it did make a sort of sense.

Their Vivienne was a dead ringer for Sasha, a real beauty, and that Ellington boy wasn’t too hard on the eyes either.

Wouldn’t their child be the cutest kid on the planet?

Jasper’s eyes sparked to life in an instant.

Meanwhile, a few aunts and uncles stared at their suddenly swayed father, on the verge of tears.

Yuri quietly sipped his drink, his gaze drifting noncommittally over to Percival.

Vivienne’s lips twitched, wondering how the conversation had veered back to procreation so quickly.

her stomach and glanced at Percival, “Mr.

the thread, “Vivienne, don’t worry. We can wait to have kids.

urge to roll her

why was Mr. Wolf acting up like these

gaze softened, and he ruffled Vivienne’s hair playfully, “I’m just kidding. We’ll think about

They were

department, and while he and Vivienne

lineage, not to mention that mysterious

Karen hadn’t

but the wedding would need to be carefully planned, to

his eyes

to understand what was on her

villa, the

low-key black Porsche pulled into the villa

the car approached Kaitlyn’s home at

Victoria stepped out,

now?” She took in the sprawling villa, bathed in cozy light, and removed her

been here long. Vivienne’s men were guarding the place, keeping us from finding it. But recently, their security seems to have slackened.

curled. “I didn’t realize Vivienne held Kaitlyn

the stairs with her heels clicking, arriving just as

dish on the table, heard the doorbell and wondered, “Who could that be

Hawthorn?” Tyler wheeled himself towards

“Dad, let me get

response, she hurried to the

Tyler’s indulgent and worried gaze, Amelia swung

short as she saw who stood before her. Tyler’s

“Amelia, come here!”

“Amelia!”

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