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.

think they could just insult me and leave?

voice was cold and clear, loud enough for both of them

stop, but only to shoot me a look before continuing on their

they were about to enter, I quickened

Hiram

it again.” I didn’t answer Neil, but turned my fierce gaze on the two saleswomen.

say anything!” Their

was adamant. It

police caught them off guard. It seemed like a

entrance drew the attention of the studio manager. Understandably, it was bad for

here, Isla and Katara?” The

one of the saleswomen, pointed at me. “We just offered them a family portrait and she refused. Then she started following

idea what we did to upset this lady.” Katara

for me, the “homewrecker”, was

understood the general distaste for mistresses, but I wouldn’t tolerate being wrongfully accused. I looked at Mr. Mark. “You’re

polite demeanor changed instantly. “Lady, aren’t you being a bit unreasonable?”

slightly overweight. He stepped closer to me, creating an

imposing figure much more intimidating than Mr. Mark’s. Seeing Neil step up, Mr. Mark quickly reverted to his formal, polite demeanor. “Sir, it seems there’s been a misunderstanding between that lady and our staff. We just want to clarify things. May I ask what

questioned my relationship with Neil, the two saleswomen started exchanging their knowing glances, which

my anger.

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