The IVF Secret That Shook a Dynasty novel Chapter 648

The unspoken implication was clear: if their late son were watching over them, he would be overjoyed and deeply grateful to his older brother and sister-in-law.

Vivica nodded. "Since you and Mom agree, I have no objections."

Joseph echoed, "I have no objections either."

And so, over two months later, The Baird Manor was completely transformed, radiating a joyous, festive atmosphere from the inside out.

For the twins' 100-day celebration, the Baird family sent out invitations far and wide. Every prominent figure in Riverdale City's high society attended to congratulate the family on their growing legacy.

Vivica's recovery had been phenomenal. With immense wealth supporting her post-partum care and her own excellent natural constitution, she had quickly regained her slender figure. The slight fullness to her chest only added to her mature, feminine allure.

Dressed in an elegant cream-colored gown, she stood amidst the crowd, her eyes bright and radiant. The exhaustion and hardened edge of her past were entirely gone, replaced by a soft, luminous glow born of being deeply loved.

Beside her stood Joseph in a flawlessly tailored dark suit. Tall and striking, his gaze remained glued to his beloved wife, refusing to step away for even a second.

"Why are you hovering over me? You're the host today. Go mingle with the guests!"

Vivica complained in fond exasperation, trying to shoo him away.

Joseph let out a soft breath. "Fine, I'll go socialize. Call me if you need anything."

"Don't worry, I won't need you for anything. Go do your thing," Vivica instantly rejected.

Joseph was speechless.

As the guests continued to pour in and the banquet was about to begin, two maternity nurses wheeled the twins downstairs.

The second born was awake, while the third was still fast asleep.

Seeing the soft, squishy little babies, Vivica couldn't help but smile. Just as she bent down to pick up her second son, an arm blocked her.

She turned to see Joseph back at her side.

"Why did you come back? Isn't the banquet starting?"

"Yeah, so I came back to escort you," Joseph said casually as he expertly scooped up his second son before she could.

"You shouldn't be carrying the babies all the time. The nurse told you that your body needs at least six months of solid rest."

With that, he naturally took the bottle from the nurse's hand and meticulously began feeding the baby.

Vivica was still breastfeeding.

But her "production" simply couldn't keep up with two increasingly ravenous little boys, so they had introduced formula and switched to mixed feeding.

Joseph was an incredibly hands-on father. Even though the house was crawling with staff and they had three dedicated maternity nurses, he took care of the babies himself whenever he had a spare second.

He cherished every moment of bonding with his children, and he never neglected spending time with his eldest, Chaim, either.

Just then, Chaim followed his father over to his mother, leaning against the stroller to peer at his sleeping youngest brother.

"Mommy, did I look like this when I was little?" Chaim asked curiously.

Vivica reached down and affectionately ruffled her son's head.

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