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

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

the striking man 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

"I don't want to go with

the boy's distress. A family quarrel, perhaps? Something sharp enough to send him fleeing into the night. She opened her

he drawled, his tone dripping with nonchalance, "if home's not where you want

were stunned and looked at the

man introduced

him, unsure

you, miss, to look after him occasionally during his breaks. I'll pay you a hundred

but give Neville a second

for that much money and with expenses covered was like hitting the jackpot. After all, earning ten thousand a month

Marvin's attire and demeanor, he must

refused, "I'm sorry.

interrupted her,