Brittany nced at Horace. "Why is Jessica so stubborn? It''s clear that Mr. Hawk doesn''t love her. You can''t force a marriage like


    Horace knew Jessica well. Across the entire Capital, no one could match Stanley. Jessica wanted to marry the most powerful man around, and she wasn''t about to


    give up.


    At first, because Jessica was his daughter, Horace had hoped Stanley would marry her. But three years had passed, and Stanley''s heart had never wayered from Wendy.


    Horace sighed deeply. "I''ll find a time to talk with her."


    Brittany nodded. "Alright. Let''s head back to our room. You twisted your back. I''ll help you put some medicine on it."


    After dinner, Wendy and Be went back to their room, then Wendy bathed Be.


    Be giggled. "Mommy, Mr. Handsome didn''te back after he left today. Is he really busy?"


    Wendy wasn''t sure what Stanley had been up to. "He probably went to thepany. He has a big business, and he has a lot to


    manage."


    Be pouted. "Then he must be really tired."


    Wendy reached out and gently tapped Be''s tiny nose. "Do you only care about Mr. Handsome? What about me? I''m getting jealous."


    "I love you the most..." Be nted a big kiss right on Wendy''s cheek.


    Soon, Wendy wrapped the freshly bathed Be in a soft towel and set her on the bed. "Go and read your storybook for a little while. I''m going to take a bath."


    Be nodded. "Okay."


    Wendy stepped into the bathroom.


    Be opened her storybook just as the bedroom door swung open. Stanley''s tall, strong figure appeared in the doorway. Be''s eyes lit up. "Mr. Handsome, you''re back!"


    Stanley went straight to the room, which was bathed in a soft, warm yellow glow. Be, freshly washed, wore a pale yellow nightgown. She looked like a little bundle of sweetness and softness, smiling up at him so tenderly.


    At that moment, all the exhaustion Stanley had carried from the day melted away. His whole body rxed.


    This was his daughter.


    No wonder the moment he saw Be, he fell for her.


    This was the daughter Wendy had given him.


    Stanley stepped forward and scooped Be into his arms. "What are you doing?"


    "Mommy just gave me a bath, and I''m reading a storybook."


    Stanley heard the gentle rush of water from the bathroom. Wendy was still bathing.


    Stanley smiled softly. "Do you want to head out for some fun?" "Shouldn''t we tell Mommy? She''ll worry if she can''t see me."


    "le keep it a secret for now. If she can''t find you, she''ll call me.


    "Okay."


    Stanley carried Be away.


    When Wendy stepped out of the bathroom, Be wasn''t there. She called out, puzzled, "Be? Be?"


    Be would never wander off. She always stayed quietly on the bed Where had she gone?


    Wendy dropped the towel and hurried out. "Be? Where are you? Please say something! I''ll worry if I can''t see you! Be!"


    At that moment, the maid approached. "Ms. Crone, Mr. Hawk took Miss Be out."


    What?


    Stanley was back?


    And he had taken Be?


    Why did he suddenly take Be like that?


    Wendy felt something was off about Stanley today. He left without exnation, then returned and took Be with him.


    Quickly, Wendy pulled out her phone, found Stanley''s number, and dialed.


    The call connected almost immediately. Stanley''s low, smooth voice came through.


    "Hello."