"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.

and signed a

my husband, would

widened

question, he could almost be

never one for

son. But

it Timothy

up his business before coming back home, he'd sent people

news, Timothy finally returned to his hometown, hoping for a chance

to actually run

And she'd married.

Married Timothy.

in

smile and signed again, "Just

never

if he did, it

she was

the world,

the marriage certificate, Timothy

their marriage would remain

wasn't allowed to reveal she

now, it was clear

to touch on her

say you'd buy me dinner? I'm starving. Let's not waste time with these silly

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