Chapter 309: The Naming of Christiana Blackwood

The Blackwood Estate was transformed into a fortress of power and prestige. Only the most influential figures had been invited—world leaders, business moguls, and elite families who understood what it meant to be in the presence of a Blackwood heir.

This wasn't just a ceremony.

It was a declaration.

A new Blackwood had been born.

Skylar stood at the center of the grand hall, cradling her daughter in her arms. The baby, wrapped in the finest silk, remained quiet, her dark eyes wide, as if already observing the world she had been born into.

Beside them, Chris Blackwood stood tall, dressed in a tailored black suit, his very presence commanding attention.

Classic stood nearby, watching everything unfold with unreadable eyes.

Then came the moment.

Chris took a step forward, his voice calm yet firm, carrying across the silent hall.

"From this day forward, she will be known as Christiana Blackwood."

A princess of power.

A murmur rippled through the gathered elite, understanding the significance. The name itself carried weight, legacy—destiny.

A Blackwood wasn't just born.

They were shaped.

Skylar pressed a soft kiss to Christiana's forehead, whispering a silent promise.

She would protect her daughter.

Even from this world.

Even from Chris.

But Classic?

He watched his baby sister, and for the first time, he felt something unexpected.

Responsibility.

This wasn't just his father's game anymore.

Now, he had something of his own to protect.