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?"

replied, pulling out

at her sleeve. "There's no need

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 your dad's here, you should go home with

suddenly protested, "I don't want to

the fragments of the boy's distress. A family quarrel, perhaps? 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 her thoughts

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

and Abby, standing nearby, were stunned and

man introduced

regarded him, unsure of

rare for Marvin to take a 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 monthly

help but give Neville

expenses covered was like hitting the jackpot. After all, earning ten thousand a month was

judging by Marvin's attire and demeanor, he must be one of those outrageously wealthy

instinctively refused, "I'm sorry.

interrupted her, "Two