My Son's Mom Will Be My Wife

My Son Mother Will Be My Wife Chapter 3–Hearing that, everyone present turned to look in the direction the voice came from.

An adorable little boy had appeared, at some point in the scandal, inadvertently at the door. He appeared to be about four or five years old, and was dressed in a white shirt and black suspender pants, accompanied by a matching pair of leather shoes. He was the spitting image of a petty gentleman, or to be more exact, a child of the nobility.

“What a lovely boy!”

“Where did that little guy come from?” He’s adorable.

Most of the people in the place had never seen the boy, but it was clear that they found him endearing while appreciating him. Tessa also looked surprised to see him. He had a plump little face but with fine features. It was easy to imagine how handsome he would be when he grew up.

At that time, even though the boy was of a tender age, he still had a gloomy look with his features set in an equal expression. He even seemed authoritative, as if he had an adult soul hidden within his miniature frame.

“You,” she began curtly, her gaze icy as she pointed a finger at Sophia, “You should be the one to apologize.

Sophia was surprised at first, but she got furious and blurted out:

“Whose brat is this?” You don’t even know what you’re saying! I had nothing to do with him breaking the violin, so why should I apologize?

-Be careful with what you say! The words had just been spoken when the two bodyguards behind the boy barked furiously at Sophia, “Who do you think you are, woman?” How dare you speak to our young lord so insolently?

surprise, and for a moment,

palm to his forehead as he suddenly remembered that the little boy was none other than the young lord of the Sawyer family, the heir to the Sawyer Group! Remembering it, he hurried up

Mr. Gregory, what

hearing that: “What? Is this

though he looked young, his voice still held an intimidating tone

by when I clearly saw what was happening. It was that woman who tripped this

by the way the boy came to her defense, despite not knowing her. Her warmth washed over him as she gazed at the little boy with soft gratitude and

you must have proof before making such claims, and you can’t go around making

his face was still grim

he clapped his hands together, and a cameraman with recorder in hand came through the door as if he’d been summoned. The videographer held the recorder while he

on my camera the exact moment you tripped that lady and caused Mrs. Sawyer’s violin to break from

heart dropped into her stomach when she heard that, and she was speechless, unable to retort against the videographer. Her expression was tight with fury as she thought, Damn!

million!” So pay up,’ the

the Reinhart family business had been in steady decline for the past few years, and six million was an astronomical price for her! In a panic, she bowed her head and apologized in a shaky

ashamed. I didn’t mean to trip her up. As you can see, there isn’t much room in here, and I didn’t think I could trip her just by stretching out her leg a bit. The violin is of such extravagant value, and I wouldn’t

more outraged than before: I can’t believe how cheeky this girl is! It’s bad enough that she set me up, and now she wants me to plead her case? But she didn’t have

it!” And since you were wrong, you also have to apologize to

guy was only three feet tall, but