If this woman really was the wife of God David Redington, then they had indeed wronged someone just now.
With a husband as attractive as God David Redington and three cute babies, one would have to be out of their mind to be a mistress to a man who could be their own father.
The waitress who had led the charge in defending Mrs. Wellington felt so remorseful her face turned green.
Her cheeks felt like they were on fire, and she wished she could vanish into thin air.
"Not really!"
Lulu's answer instantly saved the humiliated waitress.
What? So she's not the one?
Just when the waitress felt a flicker of hope, she heard Lulu proudly say,
"That's mother and uncle... Uncle David is handsome, but my Daddy is not bad either. Compared to Uncle David, Daddy is a bit taller, less prone to smile, but just as handsome."
Lulu smiled sweetly, her aqua-blue peachy eyes full of pride and joy.
