In the midst of their exchange, William suddenly realized he had neglected to introduce his family to his staff. He turned towards his employees, clearing his throat slightly as he prepared to make the introductions.
"Everyone," he began, his voice taking on a tone of formality that hadn't been there before. His hand rested gently on Aimee's head, ruffling her hair affectionately. "This is my little princess, my daughter Aimee."
The staff members gathered around, their expressions turning warm as they gazed at the little girl who was the spitting image of her handsome father. Aimee, in turn, greeted them with a shy wave, her cheeks flushing under their attentive gazes.
"And this," William continued, shifting his gaze to Isabella who stood a few steps away, "is Isabella, my daughter's..."