Farewell To My Endless Love novel Chapter 359

Scarlett's POV:

"If you're feeling guilty, just consider it as a gift to your kids. You can accept it on their behalf, and give it back to them once they've grown up," Charles remarked in a soft voice.

'If that's the case, why won't he just give it to the kids directly?' I thought.

Just as I was about to rebuke Charles, Grandma brought the three kids onto the stage.

James was being led by Grandma, and the twins were carried onto the stage by their nannies. Today, James was wearing a black suit. The twins wore similar tailor-made clothes as well. When they were next to Charles, people saw at a glance that they were wearing parent-child clothing.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Allow me to formally introduce these kids to all of you. They are the heirs of the Moore family. I'm here to announce that I'll give them each a villa and one hundred million dollars' worth of money!"

I still hadn't recovered from the shock of receiving a surprise gift worth of ten billion dollars, and the Moore family had left me slack-jawed in awe again.

'My kids are still far too young. Why did the Moore family give them so much money? If all of my kids aren't wearing famous brands every day in the future, others might think that I'm embezzling the money the Moore family gave the kids. I cannot allow this to happen!'

I was about to refuse, but James had already accepted the gift happily.

"Thank you, Great Grandmother, Great Grandfather. I wish you good health and happiness every day."

'Who taught James to say those words?' I wondered.

I glanced over at Charles, suspecting that he was the culprit behind this. "Did you teach him to say that?"

Charles shrugged and acquiesced.

No matter how awkward I felt right now, these two things were set in stone. It was supposed to be Grandpa's birthday party, but now, the three kids had become the stars of the show.

"Michael and Christine's gifts are reasonable. If you ever divorce Charles in the future, you won't have to worry about money ever again!" Icey remarked, joining in on the fun.

David pinched her hand weakly. He glanced over at Charles and remarked, "Don't say such nonsensical things."

"What's the big deal? You men are so petty! What? I'm not even allowed to mention the word divorce now? Surely Charles won't behave like you, will he?" Icey rolled her eyes at David, glancing at Charles provocatively.

"Sadly, I'm no exception," said Charles.

Now, Icey was rendered speechless. David, on the other hand, was giggling beside her.

"Since you won't allow us to mention the divorce, you need to be nicer to Scarlett from now on. Is that too much to ask?" Nina chimed in, staring at Charles sternly.

"She's right, Charles! If you ever try to bully Scarlett again, we'll help her escape from you. She deserves better than a jerk," Vivian added.

Because he was being criticized by these women, Charles sighed helplessly. "Aren't they a bit overprotected?" he asked me.

"Are they?"

I was really touched that my best friends were willing and ready to protect me. It turned out that I was never truly alone, and that they were always so considerate of me.

"In that case, I would like to thank you for your concern for my wife on her behalf. As for the other things you mentioned, we'll see how things play out."

Charles picked up his wine glass, proposed a toast, and drank it.

"Please, enjoy yourselves. Scarlett and I need to entertain some other guests now. Excuse us."

Charles took me away from my friends forcibly. I stayed beside him like a personal attendant, watching him toast and drink with guests after guests.

I couldn't stand the fact that he was drinking too much so I reached out my hand to stop him and whispered, "That'senough.Don'tdrinktoomuch." "Are you worried about me?" Charles stared into my eyes as his own lit up.

Feeling awkward, I turned around. "I'm just worried that my sons could lose their father early on in their lives."

He broke into a hearty laughter. He then combed my hair back and said, "There's no need to worry. I promise you that my sons won't lose their father, and you won't lose your husband either." I frowned at his response. 'How did I become the subject of the topic?'

Charles didn't heed my advice and just continued drinking. And the more he drank, the more worried I became.

"Mrs. Moore, I'd like to propose a toast to you," said a guest, raising his glass towards me.

"Sorry, but my wife isn't feeling well today. I'll drink it for her." Having said that, Charles gulped down the entire glass of champagne.