Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert) novel Chapter 701

Sylvia's face registered pure shock.

She remembered how Mrs. Yardley used to hold her as a child, always cooing about how much she wanted a daughter.

Who would have guessed the woman had spent over a decade visiting specialists just to secure a son?

She turned to Naomi. "Mom, what does this have to do with you?"

Before Naomi could explain, Mrs. Yardley and three other friends bustled over.

"Naomi, it's been a while. Look at you, you're practically aging backward."

Everyone loved flattery, and Naomi was no exception. She brushed a hand against her cheek, conveniently flashing the stunning gemstone anniversary ring Edwin had gifted her.

"Oh, stop it. I've just had a bit more free time lately."

"Wow, that ring is gorgeous. Another gift from Edwin? You two have been married for so long, and he still treats you like a newlywed."

"He really does," Naomi agreed with a nod.

But she wasn't showing off the jewelry; she was showing off her husband's unwavering devotion.

Sylvia noticed Mrs. Yardley's expression sour slightly.

She gave Naomi's sleeve a gentle tug. "Mom, Mrs. Yardley is holding the baby. Let's sit down and chat."

Naomi snapped back to reality. "Right, right. I ordered afternoon tea. Let's go inside."

Mrs. Yardley smiled, gesturing to the stroller beside her. "Naomi, be a dear and push that for me."

"Sure."

As Naomi reached for the handle, Sylvia stepped in front of her.

"Mom, you're in heels. I'll take care of it."

Naomi didn't object.

As soon as they settled into their seats, Mrs. Yardley bounced her baby boy right in front of Naomi.

"Look. Isn't my son just adorable?"

"He's precious."

Naomi melted at the sight of the sleeping infant.

But when she reached out to stroke the baby's cheek, Mrs. Yardley subtly shifted away, dodging her hand.

"If you ask me, all the money in the world doesn't mean a thing. For a family to truly be complete, you need a child. Your own flesh and blood."

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