Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

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.

they could just

clear, loud

did stop, but only to shoot me a look before continuing on their

enter, I quickened my pace and blocked

brought Hiram over.

about me? Say it again.” I didn’t answer Neil, but turned my fierce gaze on the two

Their denial was synchronized.

I was adamant. It was one thing to be mistaken as Neil’s wife, but being called a homewrecker

caught them off guard. It seemed like a petty

the attention of the studio manager. Understandably, it was bad

going on here, Isla and

of the saleswomen, pointed at me. “We just offered them a family portrait and she

Mark. We have no idea what we did to

the “homewrecker”, was

looked at Mr. Mark. “You’re the manager here, right? Your employees have been slandering me. I have only one request: fire them both!”

demand, Mr. Mark’s polite demeanor changed instantly. “Lady, aren’t you

average height, slightly overweight. He stepped

stepped in front of me, his imposing figure much more intimidating than Mr. Mark’s. Seeing Neil step up, Mr. Mark quickly reverted to his formal, polite demeanor. “Sir,

relationship with Neil, the two saleswomen started

my anger.

homewrecker. If they do not apologize and resign, I will take legal action.” I was stern, with

and if you ever want to take photos here or get remarried, we’ll give you a 20% discount. Is that acceptable?” Mr. Mark seemed

turned to me, and I clenched my teeth, my