"She's my aunt. Anyone who dares to print a single lie-be ready to disappear from Riverside City."

His voice was cold and commanding, every word laced with warning.

No one dared question him.

The reporters all knew exactly what Timothy's words meant.

His intimidating presence parted the crowd; journalists scrambled to clear a path.

Jessica stared at the large screen overhead, watching as her husband shielded Sheila.

Aunt.

What a perfectly convenient excuse.

The photographers knew what they were doing, too. They managed to capture Timothy, their son, and Sheila in a way that made them look every bit the perfect family.

Like a genuine family of three.

Herbert noticed Jessica's gaze fixed on the screen. "Little Mute?" he called.

Jessica turned her head, her eyes tinged with a faint, rosy hue.

Herbert glanced again at the screen. "You know Timothy?"

Timothy's reputation clearly preceded him-Herbert had spent years abroad, yet even he knew the name.

bitterly and signed

my

widened in

it sounded like a question, he could almost be certain it was

quiet, reserved, never one for lies or jokes-certainly not

married, with a son. But the wife was a mystery-never

it Timothy kept

When Timothy wrapped up his business before coming back home, he'd sent people to inquire about Jessica. For seven years, there was

finally returned to his hometown,

never expected to actually

And she'd married.

Married Timothy.

in his suit

gave an awkward smile and signed again, "Just kidding. Someone

never marry

he did, it

one knew she was

the world, who would

signed the marriage certificate,

marriage would remain a

allowed to reveal

Jessica now, it was clear her

want to touch on

I'm starving. Let's not waste

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