Chapter 284

"It means when your mom and your real dad split up, and she married someone new-that's your stepdad!"

Little Nina frowned. "My godfather and my mom are just friends. He isn't my stepdad. Besides, my real dad passed away."

"Huh? Oh, your dad died?"

Susan's face filled with sympathy as she reached for Nina's hand. "I'm sorry! Please don't be sad. Even if your real dad is gone, your godfather is so tall and handsome! If my mom could find me such a good-looking godfather, I wouldn't mind if my dad was gone either!"

Little Nina: "...?"

Although she couldn't quite follow Susan's logic, she still felt the need to clarify. "Even though my dad died, I'm not sad at all. There are lots of people who love me-my mom, my godfather, my grandparents, and Mr. Ellsworth! They all care about me so much. I'm really okay!"

...

Westenmar, the city's most luxurious five-star hotel, was alive with the buzz of a spectacular wedding.

The bride, Rosita. The groom, Garry.

Thousands of guests from all over the world filled the hall-business moguls and industry elites mingling beneath crystal chandeliers.

Dozens of media outlets covered every moment.

Rosita glided in from the chapel doors, radiant in a couture wedding gown worth millions. Instantly, a frenzy of camera flashes lit up the aisle.

Her face glowed with a gentle, blissful smile.

Garry stood waiting, striking in a crisp white suit, every inch the picture of charm.

Rosita reached his side and slipped her arm through his.

Together, they turned to face the officiant.

the nanny held little Mario. The boy's pretty face was blank,

into his own world. The nanny had

joyful, bustling moment, she coaxed him, guiding his hands to clap. "Look, Mario. That's your mom and dad

let her guide his hands, clapping

own quiet company, untouched by

Garry and Rosita were exchanging

slip the band onto Rosita's

image of Rosita and Irwin

Then came video.

Rosita "Mom," and she responded

Rosita's face went pale.

darkened. "Turn

rushing to

whispers and

of Rosita's fans across

those photos and

demanded, glaring at Rosita. "You know Irwin's

shook her head, flustered. "It wasn't

been you." Garry turned to Pandora. "Find out who did it." Pandora nodded. "Yes,

had no intention of continuing the

scooped little Mario into

frozen,

Who did this?

people-Cedric Clarke

couldn't have been Stewart or

have been...

gaze grew cold and

this-what could she

Silverlake City.

a sleek black Mercedes, Carl

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