The Empire’s Little Treasure: The Master Thief Mommy Spoils

Six years ago, a scumbag framed her, leaving her close to death on the operating table. She even lost one of her newborn babies. Six years later, a wolfish CEO comes knocking. “Wife, can I have a kiss on the cheek?” “That’s for our son.” “Then a kiss on the lips?” “Those are for our daughter.” The CEO pouts. “Can I at least hold your hand?” The adorable twins chime in together: “Mommy’s hands are ours to hold!”