When Charlotte saw Mark, she rushed over and called out in her sweet voice, “Daddy!” He looked at Charlotte, studying her face, and only when he did not see any signs of her crying, he acknowledged Ronald. But just when he was about to leave, Ronald called out to him. “Can you help me make an appointment with Charlotte’s mom? I would like to meet her tomorrow.” Mark turned around with a frown. “What is it about?” “Nothing. I have yet to meet her officially to say hello when she has given birth to a lovely granddaughter like Charlotte. I would like to invite her to dinner tomorrow.” “I will tell her.” Mark raised his brows. Yvette’s face looked like smudged paint, changing colors and did not look too good. “Why invite her to dinner?” “She gave birth to a child. We the Valentines should not have such a cavalier attitude toward her. If the media picks up on this, they will make a mountain out of a molehill. Besides, it will be just a meal. Not that we are allowing her to be pa
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