“She spread this about me?”
Paige frowned. This Sheryl really was enough…
Fryday pinched her sleeve, looked left and right to make sure no one was around, and then asked mysteriously, “Have you and Daddy Gabriel separated?”
Is there a new love interest?
“No, I…”
Before Paige could finish, Fryday, looking shocked, said with a serious expression, “Gabriel’s mother, don’t blame me for being nosy, but Gabriel is still young, and you can’t do something like that. It’s a very bad influence on the child. You haven’t even separated from his father, so how can you go to another man’s house?”
Fryday was about to speak again, but Paige quickly found an opportunity to say, “That house doesn’t belong to anyone else, it’s where my husband lives.”
“Your husband?” Fryday was dumbfounded. ‘You don’t live together?”
Is this how the rich play?
“We have a little conflict and are in the process of reconciling.’ Even though Paige didn’t like to go around talking about her family affairs, she had to tell the truth.
Upon hearing this, Fryday let out a big sigh of relief and patted her chest, saying, “So it’s your husband, that’s good, that’s good. I’ll say you’re a decent person. Don’t worry, couples fight at the end of the bed and make up, it’s fine.”
“Well, thank you.”
Paige smiled at Fryday, who could tell that she was worried about her.
“This Sheryl, talking nonsense, really has a big mouth. Next time, I’ll teach her a lesson,” Fryday said angrily.
“What else did she say?”
Paige asked, her voice turning cold.
“Oh, don’t worry about it, it’s all nonsense. You’re a big shot, don’t let this kind of talk dirty your ears.”
Fryday knew the rumors were false, so she didn’t want to say more, and advised her, “Anyway, just take your husband and Gabriel for a walk around the community, and the rumors will dispel themselves.”
Paige only smiled reluctantly.
Fryday’s words were still a bit conservative, but Paige had to find out for sure.
So while Gabriel stayed at Enrico’s place to endorse the book, she went out for a night run and visited the leisure areas and shady spots of several households in the community.
She had no idea how widespread the gossip in the community had become until she went out.
There were all kinds of versions.
Some said she had been evicted by her husband for stealing someone else’s man, some said she had embezzled her husband’s money and fled with her son, and the most outrageous rumor was that… she had taken a young man as a lover in the neighborhood, and that when she did that thing with that man, she never avoided her child.
The rumors were so vivid, as if they had been witnessed right outside her front door.
Paige walked out with a cold face, and when a group of people recognized her, they were so startled that they hurriedly turned their heads and changed the subject together.
“Where is Sheryl?”
Paige walked over and asked directly, her voice extremely cold.
No matter how much everyone gossiped, they would always say the same thing: Sheryl said…
The source was that old lady. It was estimated that the other day, she disagreed with letting her young grandson be Gabriel’s playmate, so she took it personally and started spreading rumors about these things.
She had not been unaffected by the rumors before, but she could tolerate them and did not care. However, when it came to her son, it was a different story.
No one could talk about her son!
Everyone was shocked to hear her ask so aggressively. They looked at each other, a little stiff, “Well, Gabriel’s mum, we… we just heard some things.”
“I’m asking Sheryl,” she asked coldly, word for word.
She only pursued the source.
“Sheryl lives in Building 17, but she left today. Her little grandson is going to participate in a competition for gifted children in a few days, and she took him to an around-the-clock training camp, saying that he could win a prize. The first prize is three days of fun at a seaside resort, so she won’t be back for a week,” someone said sheepishly.
She’s not even home yet.
I’m so angry.
Paige’s cold eyes looked at them, and the group felt uncomfortable being looked at, and some even silently backed away.
“I don’t like people talking behind my back, and I’ll let this one go, but next time, I’ll make sure that every word counts, and we’ll settle this in court.” After she finished speaking, she turned around and left.
The group of people were still in the same place, and some of them gasped in fear, “This Sheryl is also, she dares to say such things about Gabriel’s family background, she’s looking for death.”
Others were indignant, “What’s so great about going to court? She’s done things like that, and she’s afraid of what people will say? Her son is no match for Sheryl’s son. I heard that he’s quite old and can’t even count, as if something happened during childbirth.”
“Eh, is that true? Gabriel has a problem with his brain?”
With a new topic to discuss, the group gathered together again, ignoring Paige’s earlier warning and began discussing what about Gabriel’s child didn’t seem normal.
…
When Paige returned to Enrico’s house, Gabriel had already fallen asleep on the sofa.
She looked over and saw Enrico sitting on the single sofa nearby, resting his head on one hand and pretending to sleep. When he heard the noise, his eyelids lifted slightly.
“I’ll carry Gabriel back to bed,”
she said, about to go over.
“Let him sleep here,” Enrico’s deep voice said.
“He hasn’t showered yet, and there are no clothes for him here,” Paige said.
“They’re both asleep, they can shower in the morning.” Enrico sat there, his eyes looking at her without emotion, ‘What took you so long to run?”
Paige didn’t want to bother him with these things, so she said, ‘I ran two more laps.”
“Oh.” Enrico casually responded, not knowing whether to believe it or not.
“Gabriel sleeps here, so what about me?” Paige asked, standing in front of him.
Her legs were next to his knees.
Enrico lowered his eyes, his gaze slightly darkened, “What do you mean, you can’t give a gift, so you’re going to seduce me?”
It’s just one knee, how is it seduction?
Paige squatted in front of him, embraced his knees, and tilted her head to gaze at his handsome face. “I was going to say, since you took in Gabriel, why not take me in too?”
“And if I don’t?”
Enrico still had one hand resting on his head, looking dignified like a high-class flower.
“I don’t need much space, I’ll just sleep on the sofa.”
Paige blinked, her eyes clear as water.
“Okay,” Enrico’s tone was light, his voice luring and sexy, ‘just don’t climb into my room in the middle of the night.”
“…”
Paige wanted to go back to sleep, she didn’t care.
“Go take a shower,’ Enrico ordered again.
“Okay,” Paige was tired, she stood up and walked away, but her hem was suddenly pulled.
She turned around, and Enrico was sitting there, one hand letting go of her clothes and casually throwing something aside, “There’s a thread.”
“Well, I’m going to take a shower,” Paige walked upstairs.
It was only when her figure disappeared at the top of the stairs that Enrico opened his palm, and in it lay a very simple listening device.
Looking at the listening device, Enrico’s expression gradually turned cold, and a trace of hostility flashed across his face.