Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 452

If Neil was still the sharp-witted man I knew, he would easily discern the disbelief in my eyes.

Did he really need to ask? He should have just declined and explained that we were not a married couple, let alone a family.

But it was Hiram who spoke up. The boy looked pretty miffed as he told the saleswoman, “Lady, you’re making things up. She’s not my mom, but this man here is my dad!”

Hiram shot me a glance and pouted, clearly upset.

The saleswoman seemed taken aback, probably trying to piece together the situation in her head. But whatever conclusion she came to did not seem favorable, as she suddenly looked at me disdainfully and exchanged a knowing glance with her colleague.

“Oh, we see. Our mistake!” they retracted their family portrait offer and turned to leave.

I didn’t dwell on it and continued walking forward, while Neil and Hiram trailed behind me.

Given my proximity to the saleswomen, I overheard some of their hushed talk.

“Such a woman, really…”

“Exactly, the man is parading his child around, but she doesn’t feel embarrassed?”

“Look at that man, handsome and wealthy-looking. She must be a homewrecker who was after him!”

They glanced back at me and quickly sped up their pace when they noticed my stern gaze.

just insult me and

My voice was cold and clear, loud enough for both of them to hear.

to shoot me a look before continuing on their way, their strides getting quicker. Their studio was just up ahead.

enter, I quickened my pace and blocked their

the scene, brought Hiram over. “What’s going on?”

Say it again.” I didn’t answer Neil,

didn’t say anything!” Their

I’ll have to call the police.” I was adamant. It was one thing to be mistaken as Neil’s wife, but being called a

guard. It seemed

drew the attention of the

Isla and Katara?” The manager

Isla, one of the saleswomen, pointed at me. “We just offered

no idea what we did to upset this lady.” Katara chimed in.

disdain for me, the “homewrecker”, was

the general distaste for mistresses, but I wouldn’t tolerate being wrongfully accused. I looked at Mr. Mark. “You’re the manager here, right? Your employees have been slandering me. I have only one request: fire them both!”

Mr. Mark’s polite demeanor changed instantly. “Lady, aren’t you

average height, slightly overweight. He stepped closer to me, creating an intimidating atmosphere.

his formal, polite demeanor. “Sir, it seems there’s been a misunderstanding between that

two saleswomen started

my anger.

my ex-husband. Your employees just called me a homewrecker. If they do not apologize and resign, I will