Became A Queen After divorce

As time passed, the Foley family welcomed new life under the bright moonlight.

A nurse appeared holding a chubby baby in each arm.

“They’re born! Congratulations, Mr. Foley, your wife has given birth to twins.”

Hearing it was twins, Kelvin’s eyes crinkled with joy, and he struggled to keep a straight face.

“Two… two daughters? That’s wonderful!”

“Thank heavens, I have three little princesses now. My wife is amazing!”

The nurse’s gentle smile shattered his dream.

“No, they are two little boys.”

Thinking he misheard, Kelvin’s smile froze, and he felt a wave of dizziness.

“Two little boys.”

“Two little boys.”

“Two little boys…”

They weren’t daughters!

Why weren’t they daughters?

How wonderful it would be if they were two daughters!

Thus, the mighty and handsome national tycoon, Mr. Foley, fainted from the shock of having twin sons.

Old Mr. Foley was also stunned, his lips twitching slightly.

“Hmph, what’s the difference between sons and daughters? They’re all my treasures.”

Corey, feeling his son was a bit embarrassing, ignored him and went to hold his grandsons.

He had never liked holding his own son when Kelvin was born, but grandsons were different. Corey beamed at the nearly identical twins.

“Three and Four look so much alike, especially their eyes, just like mine.”

His tone carried a hint of pride.

They called them “Three” and “Four” because they hadn’t named them yet.

Serious Grandpa Channing disagreed and took one of the babies, laughing heartily:

“Nonsense, my daughter gave birth to them, so their eyes resemble mine more!”

“They look like Grandpa!”

“They look like Grandpa!”

Two men nearing a hundred years old argued over such a trivial matter.

Old Mr. Edwards had been eagerly waiting for Cheyenne to give birth and hadn’t seen the babies yet. Frustrated, he raised his cane and hit them both.

“Stop arguing and hand me the babies! I want to see them!”

These were also great-grandchildren of the Edwards family.

When Old Mr. Edwards spoke, no one dared disobey. They quickly handed over the babies.

“Oh my, these two are so beautiful and adorable. Their eyes are bright like mine, their little noses and mouths too, even their hair is as thick as mine.”

Channing was surprised.

Father-in-law, are you indirectly praising yourself?

Omari and Iker, along with Benson, were secretly preparing to steal the babies.

The twins were passed from Old Mr. Foley to Old Mr. Edwards and Channing… even Miss Gilliam and Miss Zamora got their turn first.

Shouldn’t it be my turn now?

Omari was extremely nervous. He trembled as he spoke: “Sean… give me the baby, let me hold him.”

Sean, being the uncle, didn’t think much of it. Assuming Mr. Lara was a good friend of his sister’s, he handed over the baby.

“Be careful. The baby is fragile; handle him gently.”

“Don’t worry, I’ve practiced a lot at home.”

As for the practice dummy, he had spent four figures on a baby doll just for today!

Once Omari had the baby in his hands, he stuffed him into his suit and ran out.

“I got him! This is my godson now, Kelvin; you can’t take him back.”

Meanwhile, Iker was warily watching Benson as he held the other baby.

Their eyes met in an instant of tension; neither would back down.

When everyone realized what was happening, they chased after Omari.

What nonsense! Not marrying or having kids of his own but coveting others’.

“You scoundrel, give me back my great-grandson!”

“That’s my grandson!”

“Brother, chase him! Godfather, you’re too bad.”

“Mr. Lara, I trusted your character!”

The hallway that had been crowded moments ago was now empty except for Master Iker and Benson staring at each other.

Kate and Pearl exchanged glances and laughed.

“Let’s go check on Cheyenne.”

“Yes.”

Now there was no one left… except Kelvin lying on the ground in a daze.

So cold!

Couldn’t someone help him onto a bed? Or at least a chair?

When Kelvin woke up, he faced his most challenging task yet-naming the babies.

He lazily bought a dictionary for Three and Four to flip through themselves, but all they could do was clench their tiny fists.

“Are these two… idiots?”

“What are you saying? My children can’t be idiots. Kelvin, I want one of them to have the surname Edwards and the other Lucas… is that okay?”

Cheyenne felt guilty asking this since Kelvin wasn’t her family’s live-in son-in-law. Asking for one twin to have her surname was already excessive.

But Kelvin smiled and kissed her cheek.

“Of course. Even if their names are different, they’re still my sons.”

Cheyenne was moved once again by this man.

Anyone else would have refused her request outright, but Kelvin had no objections at all.

In truth, he didn’t care much for sons; he only wanted daughters~

Since one child would be an Edwards and the other a Lucas, he didn’t have to think of names himself. He left it to Grandpa and Father-in-law.

Layne and Channing were moved to tears when they heard about the decision.

“Cheyenne, Kelvin… you really don’t have to accommodate us. Even if they aren’t named Edwards, they still carry our bloodline.”

“The same goes for the Lucas family; isn’t there still little Jason?”

Cheyenne had made up her mind and wouldn’t change it. Especially for the Edwards family!

Wind Hall was thriving under her management, but Oliver and Cierra had no medical talent.

This century-old legacy couldn’t end with her!

“Alright then, I’ll choose Three. He looks like a quiet one.”

Old Mr. Edwards chose Three and named him Ronald Edwards, planning to teach him medicine in the future.

Channing naturally chose Four and named him Christopher Lucas, hoping he would join the military and serve the country.