Standing by the door was Gwendolyn. She wore a gentle smile in spite of the fact that her chest rose and fell continuously—obvious signs she came over in a hurry.

Her sudden appearance stunned Valentino, but he said nothing in response.

David, on the other hand, immediately came to his senses and approached his father, pleading, “Dad, Ms. Harris is involved in this. Why don’t we hear her out? Maybe there’s more to this.”

Gwendolyn’s eyes crinkled in a sweet way, making an expression that many elders would find endearing.

After exchanging glances with her, Valentino agreed to stay.

Meanwhile, Cedrick, who was still kneeling in the middle of the ancestral hall, was uncertain whether he could survive the punishment.

He was focused on preparing himself for the excruciating pain his back would receive, so much so that he did not hear Gwendolyn’s voice at the door.

To his surprise, what fell on him after a long while were the shirt and coat he had removed earlier instead of the vicious whip.

A woman’s slender yet warm fingers could then be seen pulling the clothing tightly over his shoulders and covering his honey-colored muscular body.

Snapping out of his daze, Cedrick looked up and turned around to meet Gwendolyn’s starry gaze that was filled with displeasure.

“Why are you here?”

Swallowing her frustration, she helped him up and questioned, “Were you going to keep me in the dark like what you did in Fairlake if I didn’t show up?”

Cedrick hung his head in guilt, not knowing how to explain his intentions.

He just did not want her to worry.

After all, the issue with the shares would be settled when the beating was over.

Moreover, he did not want to cause her more trouble when she already had enough on her plate as it was.

give you all the beating you want if you like getting beaten up that much, but no one can lay

merely kept his head

pinched his waist

inhale sharply and furrow his

threw him a warning look as if to say, “Don’t randomly strip yourself naked. Do you have no

a warm feeling into Valentino’s heart. In fact, his tone had become softer when

to explain

a test result from her bag and said, “I think things will

whip to the box, Logan quickly took the paper from Gwendolyn

and pored over the contents. Tears began

have not one, but

in his tone was unmistakable, and

felt minutes ago vanished

Mr. Cedrick! Old Mr. Jenson, you’ll

chimed in, “Congratulations, Old Mr. Jenson! You’re so lucky! Soon, you’ll have four generations living

to

cloud nine. Giving Cedrick an approving look, the old man said, “Seeing how you’ve

former rose to his feet and said, “Ms. Harris’ pregnancy is definitely something worth celebrating, but that’s a completely different matter. If Cedrick gives her Jenson Group’s shares because she’s pregnant, who knows what he’ll do when the

Harris residence is

in the ancestral hall grew tense once

up when she heard the words “her home.”

home I have now.

hurriedly placed his arms over

and explained somberly, “Old Mr. Jenson, I’m actually here to talk about the shares. It is true that Ceddy gave them to me. Although he wouldn’t take them back, I

surname. By giving them the shares, the shares

were given to the youngest descendants of the family

turning to chuckle along with Logan. “Gwendolyn’s such a sensible child. Ced’s a lucky kid to be able to

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