At the entrance of the banquet hall, Charles walked in with his secretary, Whitney Keaton, on his arm.The room instantly erupted. "Didn't Charles and Whitney die in that fire? I remember they were burned to a crisp. Is that really them?""But that's definitely Mr. Lockheart! What's going on?"The calmest people in the room, besides myself, were the Lockhearts. As expected, they had planned this together.From the second floor, I met Charles' eyes. His lips curved into a smile, his gaze brimming with undisguised arrogance. "Hello, Brittany. Long time no see."Whitney put on a pitiful expression. "Brittany, thank you for raising our sons all these years. After the fire, it took us so long to recover. Thanks to you, our family of four can finally reunite."As they spoke, they walked upstairs, their eyes glued to Ethan and Ryan. I patted my sons on the shoulders, and they immediately stepped aside.Whitney had been clinging to Charles, gushing about how handsome the twins were and
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