I Owe the Tyrant Four Little Heirs novel Chapter 85

The sight was ridiculous.

And yet, he thought, there was something almost… cute about it.

Jareth pulled out his phone and quietly snapped a couple of pictures.

Ever since having the quadruplets, Niamh had become a light sleeper. The slightest noise could wake her. Her eyes fluttered open, and she saw Jareth standing over her, phone in hand.

“Mr. Bragg, what are you doing?” she asked, her voice thick with sleep. “Are you taking pictures of me?”

Jareth’s good mood vanished. “A short, clumsy thing like you? Why would I take a picture of you?”

Niamh was speechless.

Before she could retort, Jareth barked, “Get yourself together. The fashion show is about to start.”

Niamh immediately shot up from the sofa.

The event, named the Lumina Fashion Gala, was a joint venture by ten of the nation’s top fashion brands, including Jareth Media. Hundreds of distributors and importers from across the country had been invited, and the main hall was already buzzing with people.

The moment Niamh pushed Jareth’s wheelchair into the venue, a wave of whispers rippled through the crowd.

“Look, isn’t that Jareth, the third son of the Bragg dynasty?”

“Oh my god, how can he still be so handsome, even in a wheelchair?”

“I know, right? He’s so gorgeous, I think I’m going to die.”

“Such a handsome face, but he can’t walk. If only he weren’t disabled, he’d be perfect.”

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