Mr. CEO's Substitute Bride

But it’s said that people don’t hit someone with a smiling face, especially since so much time has passed. Although she wasn’t happy about it, Sophia Hamilton reluctantly agreed.

"Okay."

Willow Lancaster happily ran towards the wall-side baby crib, but just as she reached out, her mother Catherine Taylor stopped her.

"Willow, don’t be rude! The baby is too young, and you don’t know how to carry him!"

"Mom, who says I can’t?" Willow retorted defiantly, "Sister-in-law agreed, I’m his aunt, what’s wrong with cuddling my own nephew!"

"Willow!" Catherine Taylor frowned, aware of how precious the main house’s descendants were. Her daughter was young and unpredictable; if the child cried, it would definitely cause unhappiness.

Juliana Lancaster stood up and walked over, smiling, "It’s okay, if the children want to, let her hold him."

"Thank you, Auntie."

Willow Lancaster cheerfully expressed her gratitude and reached into the crib again, unsure of where to start despite trying several times.

"Let me help you." Juliana Lancaster picked up the grandson, as luck would have it, the mother and daughter arrived just as the little one woke up and was playing.

After letting Willow sit on the sofa, Juliana Lancaster handed the grandson to her to hold.

Holding the baby for the first time, Willow Lancaster was somewhat nervous, with her nerves tautly holding the baby on her arm, worried about dropping him, and supporting him with her knee.

The little one’s soft body was very adorable; after holding him for less than five minutes, Willow Lancaster acted like facing a great enemy, afraid to move, seeking help from her mother sitting nearby looking over the baby.

"Mom, quickly take the nephew over, I can’t move anymore."

"This kid!" Catherine Taylor, helpless, reached out to take the baby, and after the child-centered woman had taken him, she promptly returned him to the crib.

Willow Lancaster breathed a heavy sigh, "Really tired."

The little baby was still fascinating to watch, but holding him in her arms... was truly exhausting.

The main issue was fear of moving, worried about dropping the little darling, causing tension to both nerves and body.

Willow Lancaster went back to the crib to watch the little baby, and Catherine Taylor sat for a little while longer before taking her daughter back.

Since Catherine Taylor brought her daughter over for a visit, the Lancaster Family elders had gradually come over as well.

Aurora Lancaster came over in the evening with her husband, son, and daughter.

Concerned about disturbing the mother and child’s rest, they left after a short visit, courteously telling Juliana Lancaster to ask the nanny for anything she needs and not to be restrained.

In the following days, the wives of Daemon Lancaster and Michael Lancaster, cousin Maximilian Lancaster, Callum Lancaster, and even her own elder brother Robert Lancaster and his wife, all came to congratulate. After sending off the last batch of relatives, Juliana Lancaster curiously asked.

"Evander, exactly how many relatives do you have? Do they all live far away?"

Evander Lancaster placed his son on the sofa and teased him playfully, smiling as he said, "Mom, everyone who was supposed to come has come, none of them live far, they’re all in the same neighborhood."

On hearing her daughter’s reply, Juliana Lancaster became a bit concerned and returned to sit on the sofa.

"Evander, living this close won’t cause disputes, right?" Her daughter’s temperament was fiery and unyielding when justified; Juliana Lancaster worried that living too close might lead to conflict over time.

"It won’t, Mom, don’t worry. Everyone lives their own lives just like neighbors, those who don’t get along simply don’t interact."

Evander Lancaster patiently explained, and Juliana Lancaster thought it made sense too.

Indeed, although everyone was in the same large compound, each villa was not close to one another, walking might take ten minutes, each with its own courtyard and distant enough not to have conflicts.

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