Chapter 389
That afternoon, Sophia and Marcus arrived at the music school with shopping bags bulging with treats. The triplets eyes widened at the de grandparents laden with goodies.
“Grandpa, Grandma!” they called out, rushing over. Alex, ever the spokesman, looked up with serious eyes. Did you confirm it? Are we really farthin
Sophia knelt down, ignoring the protest of her designer skirt against the floor. ‘Alex, Lucas, Lily,‘ she said, her voice wobbling slightly Candma and Grandpa were wrong before. We didn’t know who you were. She reached out to stroke Lily’s cheek. ‘But now we do, and we’re going to make up for tests
time.”
The elegant society woman had vanished, replaced by something far more powerful–a grandmother discovering her grandchildren for the first time.
The triplets exchanged excited glances. “So it’s official?‘ Lucas asked. ‘We can really call you Grandma and Grandpa now?
“And Daddy is really our daddy?” Lily added, bouncing on her toes.
Before Sophia could answer, Alex’s expression turned serious. He stepped slightly in front of his siblings. “Wait. You can’t tell Mommy yet.
Sophia blinked in surprise. “Why not, sweetheart?”
“Mommy doesn’t know we’re Daddy’s children,” Alex explained carefully. “And after you…” he searched for the right word, “…scared her before, she might not let us see you anymore if she finds out.”
Lucas nodded vigorously. “Mommy would be sad and mad. We don’t want that.”
The message couldn’t have been clearer if they’d written it out: they might have accepted their father and grandparents, but their mother came first. If forced to choose, there would be no contest.
Sophia felt a lump form in her throat. These children, barely five years old, were already fiercely protective of their mother. She’d raised them to be loyal and loving, even when it might not serve their own interests.
“What remarkable children,‘ she thought, dabbing discreetly at her eyes. “What a remarkable mother.”
“Alright, it’ll be our secret,‘ she agreed, holding out her pinky finger. ‘Grandma promises not to upset your mommy. But I can still visit you and bring treats, right?”
Lily’s face lit up like Christmas morning. “Yes! Grandma brings the best snacks!” She patted her little tummy. “Much better than the ones at school.”
Lucas slipped his small hand into Marcus’s larger one. “I like when you and Grandpa come. Everyone is happy now.”
The Haven grandparents exchanged glances over the children’s heads, their hearts full in a way they hadn’t expected. These weren’t just Adam’s children- they were extraordinary little people in their own right.
Eat up, Marcus encouraged, opening one of the treat boxes. “There’s plenty more where that came from.”
“Really?” Lily’s eyes widened to saucers. “We can have more?”
“As much as you want,” Sophia promised, already mentally planning their next visit.
Over the next few weeks, the Haven couple became regular fixtures at the music school. They arrived bearing gifts–imported chocolates, educational toys, books, and finally, three matching high–tech smart/watches with GPS tracking, calling features, and games.
“These are so cool!” Lucas exclaimed, examining/the sleek device on his wrist. “Thank you, Grandma and Grandpa!
Sophia beamed with pleasure, watching the children explore their new gadgets.
During break time, the other children gathered around, eyes wide with envy.
“Whoa, is that the SuperKid 5000? one boy asked, peering at Alex’s wrist. “My dad says those cost more than his phone!”
Chapter 389
“Where’d you get them? a little girl demanded, her nose practically pressed to Lily’s watch tergen,
The triplets exchanged proud glances. Our grandparents gave them to us,” they announced, tiny chests puffing out.
A chorus of “No fair!” and “I want one too!” rose from the gathered children.
‘My birthday’s next month,” one boy said hopefully. “Maybe if I ask really nice…”
The triplets grinned, basking in their classmates admiration and their newfound connection to their grandparents.
That evening, Adam waited outside the research institute, the sleek black Rolls–Royce purring quietly at the curb. When frene emerged from the building, be noticed the slight hunch of her shoulders–the telltale sign of a long day.
Thomas helped Adam from the car, positioning the wheelchair with practiced efficiency. Adam waved him off and wheeled himself forward to meet free
Rough day?” he asked as she approached.
Irene managed a tired smile. “Nothing I couldn’t handle. Just a few equipment malfunctions and a mountain of paperwork.
In the car, Adam reached for her hand, frowning when he felt how cold her fingers were. “Your hands are freezing.”
Irene shrugged it off. “It’s getting colder out. No big deal.
Adam’s frown deepened. He rubbed her hand between both of his, trying to warm it. “Thomas,” he called to his assistant in the front seat, order hand warmers tomorrow. The best ones on the market. I want one in every office Irene uses and in all the cars.”
“Adam, that’s ridiculous,” Irene protested. “It’s just cold hands, not frostbite.”
“This isn’t up for debate,” he said, his tone gentle but firm. “Your comfort is non–negotiable for me.”
Something in his eyes–a fierce protectiveness she wasn’t used to seeing directed at her–made Irene’s breath catch.
“Fine,” she conceded, a small smile playing on her lips. “But you’re going to spoil me at this rate.”
Adam leaned closer, his voice dropping to a murmur that sent a shiver down her spine. “Spoiling you is my privilege, Irene. Get used to it.”
Her cheeks flushed pink, and she found herself unable to hold his intense gaze.
They arrived at the music center just as class was letting out. The triplets spotted them immediately, racing over with excited shouts.
‘Mommy! Uncle Adam!” they called in unison, launching themselves at Irene.
She caught them in a group hug, laughing as they all talked at once about their day. “Slow down! One at a time, please.”
Teacher said I played perfectly!” Lily announced.
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