The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 2162

The little boy's features were undeniable. He looked so much like Donald that a DNA test would be entirely redundant.

Anthony and Charlotte remained silent, quietly walking over to Nora and Franco.

"Sweetheart, what's going on here?"

Seeing her daughter approach, Nora grabbed her hand and asked softly, "That girl and the child..."

"Well..."

Charlotte rubbed her nose, not knowing where to begin explaining, so she simply summarized the main point. "They really are Donald's wife and child."

Even though.

Donald himself had only known this for less than twenty-four hours.

But it was the truth.

Nora felt a massive wave of shock and cautiously looked over at the terrified Samantha.

Could she handle this?

"Mom, this is Tansy." Donald led the two of them over to Samantha, introducing her gently. "My wife."

Tansy looked up, her eyelashes fluttering incessantly due to nerves.

She was terrified that the Gates family would despise her background.

After all, her father wasn't a good man.

"Hello, Mrs. Gates." Summoning her courage, Tansy offered a slight, respectful nod to Samantha, trying her best to use perfect Eldorian to politely greet her. "My name is Tansy, and I am Donald's..."

Tansy trailed off.

She knew families here were very traditional.

Since they weren't officially married yet, calling herself his wife didn't seem quite right.

"This is Hector." To ease the awkwardness, Tansy pulled the little guy in front of Samantha and said softly, "He's my and Donald's son. He's three years old this year."

"Hector, say hello to Grandma."

The little boy tilted his head up, looking at the stunned lady in front of him who had completely lost all rational thought and didn't even know how to react.

After a brief two-second silence.

He proactively stepped forward, carefully held one of her fingers, and spoke with perfect manners. "Hello, Grandma. I'm Hector."

Donald nodded with a smile.

"Is he your biological son?"

Donald's smile instantly vanished, and he glared at Samantha with extreme displeasure, grumbling, "Look at him, then look at me and Tansy."

Samantha carefully scrutinized them, her gaze landing on Tansy's nervous face.

The resemblance was uncanny.

Realizing her reaction might have frightened the girl, Samantha quickly adjusted herself, feeling a bit nervous as well.

"Hello."

"Hello, Mrs. Gates."

Tansy was even more nervous than she was.

The two of them locked eyes in silence.

Everyone else watched them stare at each other.

It seemed all that mental preparation had been utterly useless.