Chapter 214

In short, Mr. Smith looked utterly unconvinced.

"She is, in fact, my wife."

Timothy repeated the words, his gaze steady and earnest.

Mr. Smith had known Timothy for a decade. He was well aware that Timothy wasn't the type to joke about such things.

So, despite his surprise, he had no choice but to believe that the beautiful young woman really was Timothy's wife.

"Tim, you're a lucky man to have such a beautiful wife. Congratulations."

A faint smile tugged at Timothy's lips.

Before anyone could say more, their attention was drawn by a commotion from

Larkin's group.

tightly-it almost looks like

to be

a gift for Larkin no one

Jessica, bring a masterpiece? As

come all this way to Larkin's birthday party, making such a show of her gift. Surely Timothy

of disappointment tugged at Sheila's

cold snort. "If you're going to bring a gift, just bring it—no need

on, clearly

Jessica had prepared for his grandfather, but he'd seen her intricate paper-cutting before. He'd even dropped hints to his grandfather about wanting one of her pieces. He had a hunch: this had to be one of

and said, "Jessica, go ahead. Open

meanwhile, barely glanced at the gift. He didn't really care about presents —he just recognized the handiwork of her late grandmother and

the frame. Beneath it was a beautifully mounted

art paper, so

fell into an awed

the piece. Adjusting his reading glasses, he bent closer, eyes fixed on the

sure this isn't machine-made? It looks

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