"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.

smiled bitterly and signed

told you he's my

pupils widened in

like a question, he could almost be certain it was

one for lies or jokes-certainly not

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

Timothy kept

Herbert thought. When Timothy wrapped up his business before coming back home, he'd sent people

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

never expected to actually run

And she'd married.

Married Timothy.

tightened in his

awkward smile and signed again, "Just

never marry

did, it

knew she

if she told the world, who

the marriage certificate,

their marriage would remain a

allowed to reveal she was Mrs.

was clear

didn't want to touch on her

say you'd buy me dinner? I'm starving. Let's not

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