The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Chapter 29

The man stood tall and lean, his features chiseled like a statue, and his mesmerizing blue eyes sparkled with a mischievous glint. His aura was one of devil-may-care charm.

"Marvin, you're being naughty again," the man said, his voice a deep, rich melody that was oddly soothing.

But the little boy, Marvin Connolly, shivered slightly and nestled closer into Stella's embrace.

Seeing that, Stella protectively placed the boy behind her and asked, "Excuse me, sir, but who are you to this little boy?"

The man seemed to notice Stella then, his strong eyebrows arching slightly in surprise.

He answered, "And who am I to him? Well, I'm his father, of course."

Stella eyed him skeptically. "Are you sure?"

The man's lips curled into a lazy, almost teasing smile. "Shall we call the police and have them confirm?"

pulling out her phone,

at her sleeve. "There's no need to call the police. He, he is

before her, sensing an unusual tension between them. However, since the boy had admitted it, she couldn't argue. She softly told the boy, "Well, if

don't want to

Something sharp enough to send him fleeing into the night. She opened her mouth, ready to coax him toward reconciliation, but the man's voice cut through

he drawled, his tone dripping with nonchalance, "if home's not where you want to be, then don't

and Abby, standing nearby, were stunned and looked at

Neville Connolly," the man

unsure

liking to someone. So, I'd like to ask you, miss, to look after him occasionally during his breaks. I'll pay you a hundred thousand dollars

couldn't help but give Neville a second

was like hitting the

judging by Marvin's attire and demeanor, he must

instinctively refused, "I'm

interrupted her, "Two hundred