Chapter 13

This question caused Cynthia to be at a loss for words. A moment ago, she too had been shocked by this. But it seemed that her son was too naive. Looking alike doesn’t make them a pair of father and son!

“Zion, be good. Let’s return home alright? Mommy will buy you something delicious to eat. In the future you mustn’t thoughtlessly recognize a daddy, understand?”

Seeing that his mommy refused to believe him, the indignant little boy started to fret. “Mommy, he really, really, is my father!”

Looking at his son’s anxious appearance, Gabriel’s heart seemed to drop. All this while he had stayed silent, but at this moment he needed to come to his son’s rescue. His long and lean legs quickened its pace to Cynthia’s side.

Before she could even react, the little boy was snatched out of her arms. Livid, Cynthia glared at him.

In an instant, she saw two faces — one big and one small— which bore a strong resemblance to each other, looking at her simultaneously. Fe