?<strong>Chapter 1323:</strong>


    With renewed determination, no corner of their home was left unexplored—from their plush bed to the moonlit balcony, the steamy bathroom to the cozy kitchen, the quiet study to their blooming garden, and even his prestigious office.


    If domestic venues proved fruitless, perhaps a change of scenery would do the trick—beyond city limits, across state lines, or even foreign shores.


    True to his nature, Cliff tackled the challenge with characteristic efficiency. No sooner had the idea formed than he began researching potential destinations.


    Among the countless options, a quaint mountain resort captured his imagination. Local lore painted it as a ce of wonder, where wise elders resided and nature itself seemed to grant wishes. Tales abounded of visitors whose deepest desires materialized during their stay.


    The resort’s reputation had swelled in recent years, drawing crowds from far and wide. To maintain its exclusive atmosphere, management had implemented strict entry requirements, reserving ess for those of notable standing.


    In a rare moment of spontaneity, Cliff secured two coveted spots—one for himself and another for Caden.


    The choice to invite Caden wasn’t random—his three-year-old daughter made him the perfectpanion. Though Cliff dismissed the doctor’s theory that proximity to parents could enhance fertility, a small part of him wondered if there might be some truth to it. After all, what did he have to lose?


    Afterpleting the payment, Cliff reached out to Caden with the invitation.


    A telling pause preceded Caden’s response.


    “What perfect timing—Alicia and I just happen to have our schedules clear.”


    Being the initiator, Cliff graciously insisted on covering all expenses for Caden’s family.


    “How incredibly generous of you,” Caden remarked.


    A distinct chuckle caught Cliff’s attention.


    “What’s got you in such high spirits?”


    “How could I not be delighted by such an entertaining prospect?” Caden’s voice carried a hint of amusement.


    Dismissing any suspicion, Cliff bid farewell and embarked on the journey with Laney.


    Upon arriving, Cliff and Laney encountered Caden engaged in yful banter with little Scarlette.


    Cliff’s brow furrowed as he noted Caden’s settled appearance.


    “You arrived ahead of us?”


    “Since yesterday,” Caden confirmed, scooping up Scarlette in his arms. Even in casual attire, he exuded an effortless elegance.


    Scarlette’s sweet voice rang out as she spotted them.


    “Cliff, Laney,” her cherubic face beaming beneath her adorable braids.


    Laney scooped up little Scarlette, peppering her face with affectionate kisses.


    A suspicion nagging at his mind, Cliff turned to Caden.


    “What brings you to this wish-granting haven? Perhaps a sibling for Scarlette?” Caden’s lips curved into a knowing smile.


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