Chapter 681


    Chapter 681 Maeve Meeting The Nephew And Niece


    Damien’s lips remained pressed together for a moment before he finally ced a hand on Isaac’s


    shoulder with a helpless sigh. “I understand. Others might misinterpret her actions, but I never will.”


    He had witnessed Cherise in her most vulnerable and radiant moments. He knew the purity of her heart


    and would never misinterpret her intentions, not now, not ever.


    However, her trust in him had undoubtedly diminished. But he understood, and he could afford to wait.


    He would take things slow and gradually work to mend past mistakes.


    Meanwhile, as the ne soared through the clouds, Maeve, who should have been resting, sat


    propped up against her pillows, her eyes filled with warmth as she watched the little boy in front of her


    manipting a Rubik’s cube.


    “You’re Ren? But what’s your real name?”


    “It’s Soren,” the little boy replied, reclining in his seat with a hint of annoyance. This woman had been


    bombarding him with questions since they boarded the ne, and it was starting to wear on him.


    “Soren…” Maeve echoed the name, pping her hands in delight. “What a lovely name! And what


    about your sister?”


    Serafina, a lollipop in her mouth, replied with a grin, “My name is Serafina.”


    Maeve furrowed her brows. “Why do both kids have their mother’sst name…”


    Turning to Damien, her toneced with displeasure, she said, “Dame, wouldn’t it bet reasonable for at


    least one of the children to bear your name?”


    “Why should they take the Lenoir name?” Cherise, seated nearby, shot her an indifferent nce. “From


    the moment they were born, they have been Shaws.”


    Cherise had never hidden the true identity of the children. After all, with Soren’s striking resemnce to


    Damien, any other im wouldn’t hold water.


    However, these two children were solely raised by her, and her rtionship with Damien was nothing


    more than a close friendship. The suggestion that they adopt the Lenoir name struck


    her as absurd.


    Did Maeve honestly believe her good intentions could sway the children towards the lenoir family


    Seeing Cherise’s growing irritation, Damien frowned and gently sand to Maeve. “Maeve, these


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    children are Cherry’s. For the past five years, she has raised them single-handedly. Their names and


    surnames are entirely her choice.”


    Maeve’s brow furrowed further. She meant no disrespect to Cherise’s efforts, nor did she wish to create


    discord. However, she couldn’t help but think, “These children share the Lenoir bloodline, after all.”


    Serafina’s eyes widened in surprise as she subconsciously pinched her arm. “Mommy, isn’t the blood in


    my body my own? Am I some kind of doll who became a person after a blood transfusion?”


    The little girl’s mind conjured up images fueled by whimsical ideas from her cartoons. “Wuuu…


    Serafina is a toy person…” she mumbled in tears.


    Cherise couldn’t help but chuckle as she lifted the little girl into her arms. “You’re not a toy person, my


    darling. Toy people don’t feel pain.”


    With that, she gently pinched her daughter’s bottom. “Does that hurt?”


    The little girl’s eyes welled up with tears. “It hurts!”


    “Do you still think you’re a toy person?” Cherise asked.


    “Wuuu-No! Serafina is not a toy person because my bottom hurts! Now I need two lollipops. to make


    the pain go away!”


    Cherise shook her head, amusement ying on her lips. “Little opportunist.”


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    But even as she said this, she handed her another lollipop. “Those are thest two for today; no more


    candy, alright?”


    “Okay!” The little girl excitedly hopped out of Cherise’s arms, continuing to gaze at the clouds outside


    while enjoying her treat.


    On the other side, Soren looked up at Maeve seriously. “Excuse me, Auntie Maeve.”