Love At The Right Price

Chapter 32

Tim immediately passed her an ice cream as he changed the subject. “I only have two hands, sol.. could only buy one for the two of you to share.”

Frank locked eyes with Tamara for a moment before he took the ice cream cone and passed it to her. She didn’t think too much and simply took a quick bite of it. Then, he brought it near himself again and took a bite himself. He nodded and said, “Not bad.”

When Tamara came to realize what had happened, an unnatural flush crept up her face.

There were an assortment of rides available in Happy Canyon, so the few of the after enjoying the rides until around 3:00PM.

only felt satisfied

After dinner, Tim made a suggestion. “Mommy, it’s tradition for couples to watch movies together in the cinema. Why don’t we all go together?”

“Don’t we already have a private cinema at home?” Tamara was a little tired from playing all day.

“Since we’re all outside together for once, let’s go home a little later, Mommy. I’m going to school tomorrow and Dad needs to go to work too; you won’t have time to spend with me anymore!” Tim pulled his puppy eyes trick once again. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Frank didn’t say a word; he simply started typing on his phone. A moment later, he said in a low voice, “We’ll be able to make it for the 6:00PM showing.”

He was never the type to visit the cinema, but he was breaking all his habits today for Tamara and Tim.

“There’s still 30 minutes left till showtime-we’ll make it for sure. Let’s go!” Without giving Tamara any room to refuse, Tim immediately grabbed her hand and broke into a run.

The cinema was located just opposite the street they were on. There was still 15 minutes to spare when they arrived.

Frank took the tickets from the cashier and said in a gentle tone, “Wait for me. I’ll be back in a minute.”

Tamara thought that he probably needed to use the washroom, so she didn’t give it much thought. She waited by the entrance with Tim.

However, the person who came back wasn’t Frank, but an uninvited guest.

Shirley had already hired someone to investigate Tamara’s background back when she found out that Frank had a girlfriend who gave birth to his child.

She had a feeling that this woman standing in front of the cinema entrance looked a little familiar, but she only realized the latter’s identity after taking a look at Tim’s face and recalling hard.

The woman was wearing a casual T-shirt and a pair of shorts, not to mention she was standing in front of an ordinary cinema. Seeing that, Shirley couldn’t help but snicker, “Look who it is! Aren’t you the

such a shabby place? Is Young Master Holt not here with you? Or are you here all alone with your kid?”

“Who’s this old maid, Mommy?” Tim blinked innocently as he looked up in puzzlement. He muttered under his breath, “Could she be Rita’s relative? They look so much alike-they even dress the same way.”

“Hey, who’re you calling an old maid? Are you blind, you little rascal?” Shirley’s brows knitted and her tone instantly took a vicious turn. “Who’s Rita? How dare you compare me to some random woman you

know? Did your mother teach you any manners? Is this how you talk to people?”

Tim pretended to be scared and quickly hid behind Tamara. He stuck his head out and whimpered guiltily, “Rita’s our nanny… You’re not even as pretty as Rita, so what else can I call you?”

Shirley practically exploded in anger. She hated it most when people spoke badly of her appearance and the way she dressed. This child was openly comparing her to his nanny; he’d overstepped all of her peeves in one go.

Right now, she didn’t even care if there were people around or the fact that her offender was just a child. “You brat! How can a mere illegitimate child like you be so rude? Did you really just say I look like your nanny? I’ll beat you up right here right now! Seriously, where are your manners?”

She raised her hand and prepared to slap the kid.

Unfortunately, her hand was caught in the air before she could even land the hit. Amidst her burning anger, she screamed at the person who was stopping her, “What do you think you’re doing, getting in my way? Do you even know who I am?!”