She frowned. “You don’t look like a grandpa.” She let out a little giggle. “Grandpas have white hair.” He smirked as she held out her hand. He lifted her hand in the same greeting. Her eyes lit up. “Are you a prince like in the books?” “No,” Charles said. “Though I am a king.” Her jaw open

"You have a way with them," I admitted a hint of playfulness in my tone. Charles chuckled, the sound carrying a mixture of pride and fondness. "Well, children can often see beyond the surface, Grace. They have an innate ability to recognize sincerity and kindness. I’ve never picked up a baby I cou

“I hav no doubt you will in good time.” I smiled. "Devin's a fool. To have you and your children and throw it all away for something so selfish." "I still can't understand how he could do this to his own children," I said, my voice tinged with a mixture of anger and disbelief. “And then think he w

Charles chuckled. “We’ll see… as for your program, I could just as easily pay for the rest of your program.” I went still, but I shook my head. It felt like a trap, or maybe that was just my fear and trauma about Devin talking. "You're not getting another percentage of the company," I declared w

“And the cheating?” I shook my head. “A misunderstanding.” “And you believe that?” I nodded. “He was pretty open about it, and evne if I don’t, we’re not romatically involved.” Eason's eyes softened, his skepticism giving way to understanding. "Okay, Grace. If you trust him, I'll give him th