Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled novel 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.

Did they think they could just insult me and leave?

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

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

As they were about to enter, I quickened my pace and blocked their path.

Neil, noticing the scene, brought Hiram over. "What's going on?"

"What did you two just say about me? Say it again." I didn't answer Neil, but turned my fierce gaze on the two saleswomen.

"We didn't say anything!" Their denial was synchronized.

"If you continue to deny what I clearly heard, 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 homewrecker was unacceptable!

The mention of the police caught them off guard. It seemed like a petty thing to involve the authorities in.

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

"What's going on here, Isla and Katara?" The manager approached us.