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“Oh, come off it! I just came to see my nieces.”
“It's my duty to look after them, ma'am.”
“I know that. And I'm sure you do a great job.”
Still confused, the girls clung to my legs, keeping a safe distance from the woman. They recognized the image of their mother because there were photos in their room. The woman had died when they were very young, and they probably had no memory of living together.
“Call Thomas, Mylon,” I said to the driver.
“It's not necessary.” Diana raised her hand when the driver pulled his cell phone out of his pocket. “You can take them now; I just stopped by to see them a bit. They look so much like my sister and me.”
“Come on, girls,” Mylon called out to the girls, who clung to me even tighter and wouldn't let go.
“Off you go, little ones.”
“Come on,” Anne whimpered.
“Not today, but everything will be fine.” I let go of their little hands and handed them to the driver, who took them to the car.
The two of them stared at me with slightly frightened looks on their faces until they were settled in the back seat, and the driver started the car to take them away.
“You're very stupid.”
“What?” I was surprised by the woman's comment.
“You shouldn't order their driver around like that. I'm the girl's aunt.”
“If he could even be the Pope, he won't keep them without their father knowing.”
She gritted her teeth and put her hands on her waist, irritated by the answer I had given.
“Just because you're fucking him, you think you're entitled to something? You're just a self-interested tramp. You're not the girl's mother.”
I swallowed drily at her offensive words. We were in front of the school, and I'd better restrain myself so as not to lose mytemper and end up being rude in front of some parents who were still picking up their children.
“You're not their mother either, as far as I know.”
“I'm the closest they can get.”
“Just because she looks alike?”
“The same!” He emphasized the word so much that my stomach churned; I doubted it was because of my pregnancy.
“I haven't met Daphne, but I don't think she'd behave like that.”
“You're right; you haven't met my sister, and you're nothing more than a profiteer trying to con my brother-in-law and using my nieces to do it.”
“Scam?” I was shocked by the word she used. “Look, you don't know me, and you can't make false accusations.”
“What more would a woman like you want with a man like him?”
I had no idea what could be going through her head, but I was more and more sure of how wrong I was.
“I don't know what you came here for, but you'd better leave.”
“I just came to warn you to stay away from them. You can stop your plans; you won't achieve anything.”
“Plans? Thomas and I have been dating for months.”