Chapter 80. Bar Scuffles (2)

RENEE

I remained silent for a while, staring at the piece of work I called my son and attempting to decipher the question he posed to me.

'This was not a place for people like me.’ I repeated this statement, and I couldn’t deny that he was right. 

I suppose this wasn’t the kind of place that someone like me frequented, but it served its due purpose for the night. 

No paparazzi were around, and I felt completely free and anonymous in this place. 

Despite its rundown and small size, this bar provided the ideal setting for me to get away and escape everything, and that was just what I wanted. 

"Aren’t you going to say anything, father? Or…” He paused, his brows quirking and his lips curved in a sly smirk. "Oh, I see now. It's the paparazzi. That's it. You're hiding from them, and..." 

"And it's all because of you and your crazy mother." When I interrupted him, I saw the hurt on his face before