Sassy Angel’s Secret Sin

Chapter 45 – A Time For Grandpa 

(Anj‘s POV) 

“Sky found them really interesting.” He laughed, shaking his head as if finding humor in why Sky found my children interesting. “He may not say it, but he enjoyed yesterday‘s activity in school. He even got to know some dads,” he said, glancing at the staff. 

The staff, whose name was printed on her name tag, came back with our order. Emily, the young woman, smiled at my triplets, and like others, when they saw how they all looked the same, they could not take their eyes away from them. 

“How about we sell the perfume to Emily?” The old Mr. Mars suggested. He looked at the staff as his eyes told her to cooperate in his little game. She smiled at him, nodding in agreement. “I‘m sorry, but I‘m kinda allergic to perfumes. I sneezed a lot, so...” 

He nodded and sighed, but not showing disappointment on his face. “We lost one customer already,” he propped his elbow on the table, cutting her right away, and looked at the worried eyes of my children. 

could not understand myself because instead of hating him for putting them on the spot, I realized he was only making a point. There are perfumes available in the market that

Lyra Helene said sadly, twitching her lips cutely. “I have allergies, too. But my mommy makes all–natural

forget to give her your business card.” Leyanne excitedly took out one of their hand–made business cards and gave it to her. “Give mommy a call.” When the staff left, I turned to Steve, who looked amazed at them. “Am I looking at prodigies here?”

go, Selene took something from her bag. “Grandpa, can you

when I saw her giving him my perfume bottle. It was half–empty already, the only one I have

to kiss. and hug him. “He‘ll love it,” Leyanne kissed and embraced him after Selene moved away from him. Lyra Helene followed, kissing and hugging him, but before he moved away, she whispered to him, a hushed tone that we could all hear. “Please tell fake daddy not to whiff much because Uncle Dylan said it has a magic

for mommy by the doorway. Don‘t go out yet, okay?” I said, and before I could add more, they excitedly ran toward the counter, looking at the cakes and pastries on the glass as they chatted about which cake was the best. I turned to him, grabbing my bag and cell phone from the table. “Thank you, Mr. Mars,” I

said, looking directly into my eyes and not smiling when I raised my

hurting me as I stared at him and was horrified that he recognized me. “H–how?” I stuttered as I gulped again, glancing slowly at my children. He took a deep sigh. “At first, I didn‘t really recognize you. You have changed, grown up, and turned

“Actually, I‘m glad you did. You save me time in hiring people to check your background,” he said. “Let‘s not keep the triplets waiting. Shall we?” We walked slowly toward the counter,

he might take an interest in