The gratified expression on Shane’s face, in particular, was what made her even more indignant.

She didn’t understand what was there for him to be proud of. Isn’t it just a lousy trophy? That’s not even his biological son.

Even though that was her true feelings, she wasn’t intrepid enough to voice them. Drawing in a deep breath, she recollected herself and walked over, all smiles. “What are you discussing here?”

“We’re celebrating Connor’s win.” Sharon pointed at the trophy in Shane’s hand and replied with a smug face.

As though it was her who won the trophy.

Jacqueline looked at the trophy and added, “Is that so? Well, Ms. Smith, you’re an outstanding parent.”

“Thank you.” Natalie gave her a nonchalant smile. “Actually, I don’t really educate them much. They’re smart on their own.”

She ruffled her children’s head.

Jacqueline was exasperated within.

Smart?

 

I’d say it’s only street smarts.

“Mrs. Wilson,” Shane put the trophy on the coffee table as he called out.

 

glasses of juice, Mrs. Wilson answered,

room for Connor and Sharon to keep

brows. “That’s not

opinion that he was making

he? Is there a need to make a trophy room

they can’t win any more trophies in the

mind, but he looked at Natalie and replied, “Of course it’s needed. I’m sure this will not be the

Wilson took the trophy over admiringly. “Sure, I’ll get to cleaning up later. Connor is

“Thank you, Mrs. Wilson. Thank

up the trophy room in the future,” Shane replied with

expression turned solemn as well and gave him a firm nod. “Rest assured, Daddy. I won’t

gaze from Connor with a

as such, Natalie didn’t say anything else. She smiled and just let them

much confidence in Connor, I’m sure Connor

there for

“You’re Connor, right? You’re impressive. At

cut her short,

talking about?” Natalie pursed her lip and berated

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