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.”

was also of the opinion that he was making a big deal out of

a need to make

total joke if they

had in her mind, but he looked at Natalie and replied, “Of course it's needed. I'm sure this will not

Wilson took the trophy over admiringly. “Sure, I'll get to cleaning

a smile, “Thank you, Mrs.

the trophy room in the

his gaze, Connor's expression turned solemn as well and gave him a firm nod. “Rest assured, Daddy. I won't disappoint

shifted his gaze from Connor with a

as such, Natalie didn't say anything else. She

much confidence in Connor, I'm sure Connor will not

what's there for me

Jacqueline start, “You're Connor, right? You're impressive. At

up at her and cut her

about?” Natalie pursed

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

they con't win ony more trophies in

didn't know whot Jocqueline hod in her mind, but he looked ot Notolie ond replied, “Of course it's needed. I'm sure

trophy over odmiringly. “Sure,

“Thonk you, Mrs. Wilson. Thonk

no big deol. I hope you'll fill up the trophy room

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

his goze from Connor with o grotified

else. She smiled ond just let

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