"They make a fuss, let them. They know how to create drama, but your husband here isn't a pushover."
In the dead of night, within the Lucas family study room, Lily was embraced on the sofa by Aidan Lucas, who whispered softly into her ear.
Their king-size bed had already been claimed by their three babies, and just as Larry Scott called, fearing to wake the babies, Lily went to the study to answer it.
Little did she know, as soon as she stepped out, the man followed her in.
"I know you're not a pushover..." If Aidan Lucas was a pushover, she wouldn't always feel like she lacked energy.
"But still, this isn't right. You haven't taken office yet, and besides... Mason Scott's identity is still a bit too sensitive."
After all, he was her grandfather on a blood relation basis, and if things blew up, outsiders might judge Aidan Lucas.
Aidan Lucas didn't care about this.