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The prestigious Yang Family of the capital, renowned for their immense wealth and influence, is also infamous for their scant number of family members. For six generations, the Yang family has been blessed with only a single child per generation, making Kendrick Yang the sole successor of this powerful lineage.

“Kendrick, since you’ve divorced Amelia, it’s high time you find someone to bear an heir; otherwise, our family legacy will end with you!” Old Madam Yang, declared, her voice laced with desperation.

“I know what I’m doing,” Kendrick replied curtly, his expression an impenetrable mask.

“Stop nagging Kendrick! Amelia will always be my only granddaughter-in-law,” Old Master Yang insisted with unwavering authority, his eyes glinting with resolve.

Nearby, Amelia overheard the conversation, a bittersweet smile tugged at her lips. She thought, ‘Who said Kendrick doesn’t have any successors? He has five of them with me; but it’s for me to know and for him to find out.’ With a determined stride, she walked straight to the banquet hall.

Just as Amelia vanished into the crowd, four striking, confident figures appeared before Kendrick and his grandparents.

“If we are not his heirs, then what are we?” Aristide, the oldest, asked, with defiant tilt of his chin as he spoke. 

“Who said my father needed another woman?” Bérenger chimed in, his eyes burning with intensity, his small fists clenched tightly.

“If he dares to replace Mom, I’ll beat him to a pulp!” Chevalier declared, his small frame exuding fierce protectiveness.

“If he dares to find another woman, big brother, just bankrupt his company!” Diedonné suggested, his voice dripping with a cold, calculating tone.

Kendrick “….”

“A, B, C, D! How could you leave me behind?” Eimhir, panting and out of breath, complained. But when she saw Kendrick, her eyes lit up with joy. “Daddy! We finally found you!”

I'M A ONCE IN A LIFETIME KIND OF WOMAN

Once the group finally left, the VIP ward returned to its spacious and silent state. The lingering scents of hairspray and makeup gradually dissipated, leaving behind a calm, serene atmosphere. 


Amelia sighed in relief, savoring the brief moment of calm before the evening's chaos. She looked at the red gown hanging on the rack and smiled, feeling a surge of determination. Tonight's event would be a success, and she would make sure of it. 


Nerissa, still seated beside Amelia, broke the silence. "Amelia, do you know who Kendrick's guest is that requires Jolina's services? She must be a special guest of your husband's," she remarked, her curiosity evident in her tone. 


Amelia shook her head slightly. "Since she's a special guest, we'll only find out tonight," she replied just as Haitao returned with Beryl, who had just changed into his tuxedo for the evening. Beryl looked dashing, his tuxedo perfectly tailored and his demeanor confident. 


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