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

Six years ago, she was framed by a scumbag and nearly died on the operating table. She even lost one of her newborn babies.

Six years later, a domineering CEO with a wolfish streak came knocking.

"Wifey, can I kiss your little face?"

"My face is for our son to kiss."

"Can I kiss your lips?"

"My lips are for our daughter to kiss."

The CEO sulked. "Then can I hold your hand?"

The two adorable children chimed in together: "Mommy's hands are for us to hold!"