Zoey cradled Olivia in her arms, showering her with kisses repeatedly.

Edwin, standing nearby, didn't harbor any jealousy. He patiently waited for his turn.

Certainly, Zoey wouldn't turn a cold shoulder to him.

Following the affectionate embrace with her grandson, Zoey's gaze drifted toward Cecilia in the night breeze. Cecilia remained elegant and beautiful.

Zoey's nose twitched.