The gratified expression on Shane's face, in particular, was what made her even more indignant.

She didn't understand what was there for him to be proud of. Isn't it just a lousy trophy? That's not even his biological son.

Even though that was her true feelings, she wasn't intrepid enough to voice them. Drawing in a deep breath, she recollected herself and walked over, all smiles. “What are you discussing here?”

“We're celebrating Connor's win.” Sharon pointed at the trophy in Shane's hand and replied with a smug face.

As though it was her who won the trophy.

Jacqueline looked at the trophy and added, “Is that so? Well, Ms. Smith, you're an outstanding parent.”

“Thank you.” Natalie gave her a nonchalant smile. “Actually, I don't really educate them much. They're smart on their own.”

She ruffled her children's head.

Jacqueline was exasperated within.

Smart?

I'd say it's only street smarts.

“Mrs. Wilson,” Shane put the trophy on the coffee table as he called out.

Coming out with a tray full of glasses of juice, Mrs. Wilson answered, “Is there anything, Sir?”

“You clean up a room later and turn it into a trophy room for Connor and Sharon to keep their trophies and medals,” Shane said as he handed the trophy to Mrs. Wilson.

Natalie furrowed her brows. “That's not really needed.”

also of the opinion that he was making

by chance, isn't he? Is there a need to make a

would be a total joke if they can't win any more trophies

her mind, but he looked at Natalie and replied,

in Connor, too.” Mrs. Wilson took the trophy over admiringly. “Sure, I'll get to cleaning

smile, “Thank you, Mrs. Wilson. Thank

no big deal. I hope you'll fill up the trophy room in the future,” Shane replied

well and gave him a

gaze from

didn't say anything else. She smiled and just let them

so much confidence in Connor, I'm

for me to

“You're Connor, right? You're

at her and cut

what are you talking about?” Natalie pursed her lip and

He didn't

joke if they

know whot Jocqueline hod in her mind, but he looked ot Notolie ond replied, “Of course it's

believe in Connor, too.” Mrs. Wilson took the trophy over odmiringly. “Sure, I'll get to cleoning up loter.

o smile, “Thonk you, Mrs. Wilson. Thonk

trophy room in the future,” Shone replied

goze, Connor's expression turned solemn os well ond gove him o firm nod. “Rest ossured,

Shone shifted his goze from

onything else. She smiled ond

I'm sure Connor will not let him

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