Chapter 442
From that day on, Victoria refused to see McNeil again.
To his credit, McNeil picked up on the hint and didn’t try to force his way back into her life. He knew that no matter how shamelessly persistent he was, Victoria would never let him near her again. All he could do was bide his time and rethink
his options.
Three months later, Victoria gave birth to twins-a boy and a girl-at Evermore City Hospital.
She was still weak from labor when someone arrived at her bedside, legal documents in hand.
“Ms. Turner, these are the asset transfer papers from Mr. Langford,” the man explained gently. “Since the little Lord is a newborn, you’ll need to sign for him.”
Mr. Langford had kept his word: fifty percent of The Langford Group’s shares were to go to Victoria’s son. But the arrival of a granddaughter was clearly something the old man hadn’t planned for.
His lawyer glanced at the sleeping twins cradled in Victoria’s arms before turning to her again. “Ms. Turner, would you mind if I take a photo of the children for Mr. Langford?”
Victoria nodded, eyes fluttering shut for a moment in weary consent.
The twins were nestled against her, blissfully asleep. Victoria herself could barely keep her eyes open, but she knew if she didn’t let the old fox handle his business now, he’d be back to pester her before she had a chance to rest.
Lawyer Willis stepped out into the corridor, phone in hand. Mr. Langford had been waiting for his call; upon hearing the news, the old man nearly tossed his cane in excitement.
“What did you say-two? Two grandchildren?”
He was beside himself with joy. Lawyer Willis enunciated carefully, “Not exactly— one boy and one girl. Twins.”
Mr. Langford was momentarily stunned. He looked across the garden at his other granddaughter, Gwyneth, who was running and playing. His brows knitted in thought.
“Oh, a girl as well. A granddaughter… That’s good, too.”
His tone grew more thoughtful. “Alright, here’s what we’ll do. Split the shares: thirty-five percent to my great-grandson, and fifteen percent to the little sweetheart. Have Victoria look after them, and as long as she keeps them away from Starfall City, I’ll be happy.”
Lawyer Willis paused, not quite catching what Mr. Langford meant by “keeps them away from Starfall City,” but he dutifully relayed the message to Victoria.
Victoria looked down at her two tiny, beautiful children and smiled softly. “Whatever Grandpa wants.”
After all, everything belonging to the Langford family had always been the old man’s to give as he wished She had no objections. She would keep her children close, of course-she’d never imagined she’d have twins, only that the little one inside her seemed particularly lively.
Lawyer Willis nodded and handed her the documents. Victoria signed the transfer,
making her newborn twins the youngest millionaires in the city.
No sooner had Willis left the room than a crowd burst in.
“Two! There are two of them-!”
Her teammates had all come, marveling at the miracle of the tiny newborns. None of them had ever seen babies so small, and everyone wanted to get a closer look.
Ailie and Yasmine had rushed over the moment they heard Victoria was having a C-section. When they saw the gang of clumsy, overexcited men leaning in, they immediately stepped forward, blocking the way.
“Alright, that’s enough. Back off, all of you!” Allie barked, hands on her hips. “You lot are walking germ factories, always skipping out on basic hygiene. Don’t get you@grubby hands anywhere near the babies.”
Her bluntness drew a chorus of protests.
“I showered last night!” one man insisted.
“I washed up this morning! Smell for yourself if you don’t believe me,” another
chimed in, still trying to edge forward.
Ailie took two steps back, determined to protect the twins-suddenly, even the handsome faces in front of her lost their appeal.
She glared at the group of testosterone-fueled men. “Last warning: one more step and you’re all banned from seeing the babies ever again.”
A collective groan filled the room, but no one dared take another step closer.