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.

could just insult me and leave?

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

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

were about to enter, I quickened

brought Hiram over.

you two just say about me? Say it again.” I didn’t answer Neil, but turned my fierce

anything!” Their denial was

you continue to deny what I clearly heard, I’ll have to call the police.” I was adamant. It was one thing

caught them off guard. It seemed like a

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

Isla and Katara?” The

at me. “We just offered them a family portrait and she refused. Then she started following us, accusing

Mark. We have no idea what we did

me, the “homewrecker”, was

wrongfully accused. I looked at Mr. Mark. “You’re the manager here, right? Your employees have been slandering me.

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

average height, slightly overweight.

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

two saleswomen started exchanging their knowing glances, which only

my anger.

ex-husband. Your employees just called me a homewrecker. If they do not apologize and resign, I will take legal action.” I was stern, with no