River really wished that someday, he would have a daughter as adorable as his niece.

Serenity smiled.

The rarity of a thing often made it all the more valued, and the York family had gone generations without a daughter.

Even in this generation, Lil’ Pie had only finally arrived after seven grandsons. Naturally, she was doted on by all. She was truly the beloved center of everyone’s universe.

The outside world burned with curiosity about Lil’ Pie’s appearance, but the family shielded her meticulously. Paparazzi only ever captured glimpses of her back and never her face.

Serenity wanted her children to grow up normally, free from the media’s relentless spotlight.

Soon, they arrived back at River’s home.

At the sound of the car, the siblings playing in the yard immediately sprinted toward their uncle’s vehicle.

“Master Heath, Ms. Callia, slow down! Don’t run so fast!"

The nannies hurried after them. One grabbed hold of Lil’ Bun, while another scooped up Lil’ Pie.

They could not