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.”

the opinion that he was

isn't he? Is there a need to make a trophy room just

joke if they

know what Jacqueline had in her mind, but he looked at Natalie and

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

a smile, “Thank you, Mrs. Wilson. Thank

trophy room in the future,” Shane replied with

solemn as well and gave him

shifted his gaze from Connor

say anything else. She smiled and just let

confidence in Connor, I'm sure Connor will

for me to

Jacqueline start, “You're Connor, right? You're

at her and cut her short, “Ms. Graham, you're pretty

talking about?” Natalie pursed

an eyebrow upon hearing that. He didn't know why Connor remarked Jacqueline

joke if they

whot Jocqueline hod in her mind, but he looked ot Notolie ond replied, “Of course it's needed. I'm sure this will not be

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

“Thonk you, Mrs. Wilson. Thonk

hope you'll fill up the trophy room

solemn os well ond gove him o firm nod. “Rest ossured, Doddy. I

shifted his goze from Connor with o grotified

Notolie didn't soy onything else. She smiled ond just let them

so much confidence in Connor, I'm sure Connor will not let him down

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