Rebirth Revenge Is Everything (Ariana) novel Chapter 456

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Fanny's words snapped Damon back to reality.

He blinked awkwardly at the wide-eyed child staring up at him with innocent curiosity, suddenly realizing he had unconsciously used the same stern tone he reserved for his subordinates.

Damon shot Kevin a sidelong glance.

At first glance, the man seemed unaffected. But upon closer inspection, the tips of his ears had turned an unmistakable shade of red. His arms were stiff, his posture rigid—undeniable signs of discomfort.

Yet Fanny remained oblivious. Taking in Damon’s usual indifferent expression, she quickly lost interest and turned away. Scooping Carson into her arms, she began playing with him, leaving Kevin in Damon’s hold. After all, the child didn’t seem to mind the man’s presence.

And Damon? Well, he didn’t *appear* to dislike kids either.

Too bad looks could be deceiving.

Beneath that calm exterior, Damon was silently willing Fanny to take the child away. But their tacit understanding was nonexistent, leaving him no choice but to endure.

Kevin, meanwhile, tilted his head, studying Damon’s face with fascination before suddenly planting a wet, sloppy kiss on his cheek.

Damon: "..."

Just as his entire body locked up in horror, ready to deposit the child onto the nearest surface, a saccharine voice sliced through the cozy atmosphere.

"How *adorable*!" Beverly cooed.

She had been watching from the sidelines for quite some time.

Though she wasn't quite sure who these two children belonged to, they were likely relatives of her future cousin-in-law. After observing for a while, she stepped out.

Fanny and Damon both turned toward the source of the voice.

Damon first cast a fleeting glance at Beverly before turning away again. His brows furrowed as he stared at the giggling little one in front of him, utterly at a loss for what to do. Unlike Lambert's venomous, snake-like coldness, Damon's demeanor was icy through and through—he never feigned warmth or forced conversation.

In simpler terms, he was a stone-faced man.

But right now, he genuinely didn’t know how to handle the child in his arms.

If it were anything else, he could have just coldly tossed it aside.

Yet the tiny thing in his grasp was a child, a fragile, delicate little being who seemed like the slightest touch might bruise or break them. It left Damon completely stumped.

His silence toward Beverly made the situation awkward for her.

She turned her attention to Fanny instead.

But whether it was her imagination or not, the moment she laid eyes on Fanny, a strange sense of familiarity washed over her, as if they'd met somewhere before.

The memory eluded her, though, so she dismissed it.

Instead, she stepped forward with a warm, friendly smile and said, "You must be my future cousin-in-law! You're even more beautiful than I imagined. I've visited Uncle's house several times, hoping to meet you, but our paths never crossed. Finally, today's the day!"

But...

However, Fanny's reaction wasn't what Beverly had anticipated.

There was no trace of surprise, bashfulness, or even a bright, cheerful smile. Instead, Fanny simply stared at her with an odd expression, her eyes filled with something unreadable.

This wasn't the response Beverly had expected, and for a brief moment, her chest tightened with unease.

Fortunately, Fanny didn’t keep her waiting long. After studying Beverly for a few seconds, she shrugged casually and said, "Thanks for the compliment. Miss Beverly, it really has been a while."