Chapter 22 

Daisie turned her head to look at him. “We, too, have also seen a man who looks a lot like us.”

“Oh?” Nolan’s father was just about to pose his question when he heard the loud greeting of the bodyguard standing by the garden. “Good day, Mr. Goldmann.”

Nolan marched right into the pavilion. He glanced at the two children sitting next to his old man and finally said, “Dad, how could you bring these children here without asking?”

“And why can‘t I? These children look just like you, so I invited them over to be my guests. Is there a problem?”

Nolan‘s father patted Daisie’s head, then gave each of the children a slice of frosted cake.“ Here, have a bite. This is the best frosted cake in town.”

“Thank you, Grandpa!”

The two kids took the cake offered to them. With a loud nom, Daisie held the cake in her palm, unable to wait a moment longer, and took a huge bite.

Nolan felt helpless. He had not expected his father to bring them all the way here just because of a photo he saw.

munchkins. Grandpa will be

he got

our grandpa? From the

be able to acknowledge our daddy

the kids over

Nolan could finish speaking, his father interrupted him. “What are you panicking for? I couldn‘t care less

he looked at Nolan. “You’re not getting any younger either. If you had gotten

Nolan kept quiet.

that you never had children with other women? Because both

did you say their

Van Der

right beneath your eyes?” Nolan’s father tapped

had purposely sent someone to the Royal Crown just to obtain background information on

hand-Name: Waylon Vanderbilt, Daisie Vanderbilt, both five years

the chessboard in her arms, Daisie walked toward the study room door. She poked her little head through

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