Editor: Inschain
The playboy from the Dalton Family—Sidney Dalton, seems like a playboy on the surface, but actually is a deeply hidden old fox. Roxanne Sutton was with him before she debuted, and later used Sidney Dalton to rise rapidly in the entertainnt industry.
Later, she returned to The Sutton Family, and because of Sidney Dalton’s connection, she directly ousted the legitimate daughter of The Sutton Family, who was also Selena Kensington’s close friend, Vivian Sutton, from the family.
In her past life, Selena Kensington saw Roxanne Sutton’s true colors because of Vivian Sutton. Additionally, Miranda Kensington, who was very close to Roxanne Sutton, persistently obstructed her efforts to reclaim Stardust Entertainnt, and eventually, for so unknown reason, wanted her dead.
But now it’s different; she had an ace up her sleeve.
Thinking of this, Selena Kensington glanced at Sterling Norwood, "Is that okay?"
Sterling Norwood replied with a soft "Mm." She could do whatever she wanted, as long as she didn’t leave him.
Old Master Norwood watched his grandson handle things with amusent, not interfering. He rely reassured Selena Kensington, telling her to go ahead without worry, and that the Norwood Family would back her up if anything went wrong.
Selena Kensington felt a wave of emotion surge within her.
Old Master Norwood also inford Selena Kensington of the subsequent arrangents.
The matter of having a Lady in the Norwood Family should have been widely announced in the dia, but since Selena Kensington didn’t want to be exposed for the ti being, coupled with Sterling Norwood’s situation, Old Master Norwood only arranged for the main mbers of the Norwood Family’s branches to et Selena Kensington.
The branches of the Norwood Family were vast and flourishing, and Selena Kensington t several people every day over the past few days, so many that she almost couldn’t rember their nas.
During occasional etings, Sterling Norwood would accompany her. Selena Kensington noticed that whenever these branch mbers saw Sterling Norwood, they would subconsciously beco reserved, respectful, and even slightly fearful.
This wasn’t just the case for the younger generation, but even the elders were the sa.
Curious, Selena Kensington asked Sterling Norwood about it, only to learn that it stemd from a pressure within the bloodline. The Norwood Family, passed down through a millennium, thrived not only on strict rules but also on the connections within their bloodline.
This was why the direct bloodline of the Norwood Family was thin, but the branch line was flourishing with people.
Among them, there was only one person to whom all would submit—a true king.
After a few days, Selena Kensington finally recognized the main mbers of the Norwood Family’s branches. Just in Old Master Norwood’s generation, there were eight people, and the number of younger generations was countless.
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At night, Selena Kensington drank a glass of milk downstairs and sleepily walked into the bedroom.
Initially, sleeping in the sa bed as Sterling Norwood made Selena Kensington worry about feeling uncomfortable. But later, because Sterling Norwood’s embrace was so warm, and he had been quite restrained during this period, not doing anything excessive to her.
The most over-the-top thing was getting caught stealing a kiss.
Then, in a mont of impulsiveness, Selena Kensington kissed back. Since then, when Sterling Norwood wanted to kiss her, he no longer hesitated and directly did so when he felt like it.
After showering and changing into her pajamas, Selena Kensington walked out of the bathroom and saw Sterling Norwood standing on the balcony.
The balcony in the bedroom was very large, with a small table and a rocking chair outside. Selena Kensington would lie there and sunbathe when she was bored.
A cold wind blew gently outside, the curtains swaying slightly with the breeze. The man stood there, hands resting on the railing, wearing only a thin shirt. His silhouette looked solitary and cold, softening Selena Kensington’s heart.
Ah, the damned overflow of motherly love.
Selena Kensington walked over.
She poked the man’s waist, sweetly asking, "What are you doing?"
Sterling Norwood turned around, grasping the hand poking his waist. Feeling the chill of her hand, he used his other hand to envelop her small hands, his lips curling into a gentle smile, "Waiting for you."
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