The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 433

When Billy returned to the hall, Summer was getting some desserts for Charlotte while Sherman was sitting on the couch alone.

He wrapped his arms around Sherman's shoulders and asked, "Do you feel like having anything? Any desserts or fruits? I'll grab some for you."

"Maybe some fruits will do," she smiled and replied after waking from her trance.

"Okay, wait here," he got up and went to get pieces of every fruit. When his arm was lifted, Sherman noticed the purple sandalwood bracelet he wore on his wrist.

His expression was unwavering, and he smiled as he replied, "Honey, do you remember Mrs. Woods, the secretary in our office?"

"What about her?" she asked. Sherman knew Mrs. Woods. She was Billy's assistant, and she was a hardworking woman in her mid-forties.

"Well, she went to San Marcaome for a trip previously, and this bracelet was the souvenir she got for every one of us in the office. Doesn't it look great? But I can take it down if you don't like it,” he said as he motioned to take the bracelet off.

Sherman stopped him and said, "I don't dislike it. I

think it looks nice. Just keep it on since it was a present from Mrs. Woods."

Sherman had only met Mrs. Woods twice at the company, but she liked her as Mrs. Woods had a pleasant personality and was friendly to others too.

Once someone starts lying, they would get more accustomed to it, and that someone was Billy.

Charlotte was running around in the hall like a puppy off her leash. Summer chased after her while holding the plate of desserts she picked for her.

She bumped into a person accidentally, and she apologized right away.

The person she had bumped into was a male reporter. When he saw her, his eyes glinted with a hint of hatred. Everything that was shot at the wedding banquet was going on live.

Summer's brows furrowed when she heard him.

Wanting to ignore him, she held onto Charlotte's hand and pulled her away to leave. She didn't want to cause a commotion at Grace's wedding. It was best to avoid i t as much as possible.

But even if she did want to avoid making a fuss, the reporter didn't let her. He took a step forward and blocked her path. He asked again, "Is she really an illegitimate child from the affair?"

"Please mind your tone and manners."

"If what I said wasn't the truth, you wouldn't get so worked up, right?" he had looked and sounded rude and mocking.

The reporters around were also starting to record the scene. The male reporter didn't seem to back down, and the people around them had begun to gossip about it.

"Hey, little girl, who's your daddy?" he shifted his attention towards Charlotte.