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.”

her big brother’s grumbling

patience, she coaxed her sickly brother, “Oh, Benny, I’m not being troublesome. Just give Mommy’s

his expression softened, and a flicker of curiosity danced in his

seemed to convey a message

haste, Gwendolyn retrieved a worn-out fairy tale book from the bedside table. Flipping

supporting his head as he absorbed every word of Gwendolyn’s storytelling. He couldn’t help but admire her ethereal

Villa, an aura of warmth and harmony

felt heartwarming and tender as Gwendolyn was

a beautiful young lady. She reunited with the prince at the grand ball, got married, and had two adorable little babies. They were never apart again and

main bedroom was filled with

the bedside lamp, Cedrick and the two little

on their peaceful faces, her eyes eventually fixating

she whispered, a tender smile gracing her lips. With a gentle flick, she

calling Charles “Daddy” at the dinner table and how

an opportunity

her original words were extremely insulting and went far

he swiftly contained the news and even asked Nico to withdraw a promising deal between Jenson Group and Cloudington

Cloudington Group incurred losses worth

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

still half-asleep, was utterly confused upon hearing

Cedrick? When was this? How could I possibly offend him when I don’t even know

anger, feeling like a storm of frustration was building up inside him. He saw Jessamyn’s bewildered expression

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 I asked him why, he told me to ask

clue where the problem stemmed from. “Dad, I haven’t even met Cedrick Jenson. How could

joined the conversation, helping Ignatius calm down as she questioned their daughter, “Jess, tell your father everything you did

“Okay.”

recount the events of the previous day. She had only done a few things, so she quickly narrated everything to her parents.

this, he even fathered an illegitimate child. He had the audacity to come for a date with me, probably hoping I’d legitimize his illegitimate child and allow her to bear my name as

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’

exchanged puzzled looks, trying to make sense

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