Chapter 217: Good quality
"If course you are Ma..wait what???" Mrs Ling shouted on top of her lungs as she stared at a Mary who wore a pleasing smirk and behind her, a pale mother Mo.
"My dear daughter... Is it.. Are you.. I.." The woman was even having a hard time coming up with her words trying to convince herself that her daughter in law was telling the truth.
Upon hearing her mother’s words, Mary turned around and smiled at the woman before nodding.
The crowd gasped, Rita shocked but a certain man at the back wasn’t feeling shocked by the fact that the girl at the centre of the venue was painter X, rather, he felt some weird feelings he couldn’t describe at all.
The first time he felt this feeling was when Mary revealed her pregnancy. He found himself staring at her still flat stomach but he didn’t know what these feelings he was feeling were. Connection maybe?
He shrugged off the feeling at first but why was he feeling some sense of pride when the girl announced she was X and when she saw her render the crowd speechless for the second time?
"I don’t believe you witch!" Mrs Ling still shouted but the moment she finished the word witch, a very dangerous aura surrounded the whole venue, Mary’s whole demeanor changed that even the elders were scared but they knew this aura wasn’t coming from Mary alone but who was the second person emitting a very similar aura to Mary’s?
Rita got scared for a second feeling the aura Mary emitted. Okay maybe not scared but super scared that she could piss in her pants but had to hold it in.
"Call me a witch one more time and I promise you, I won’t regret what I will do to you woman."
Wow! She made the stupid woman cower in fear but the aura immediately disappeared as soon as Mary turned to the whole crowd and started addressing them with a smile on her face as if she did not just threaten a woman before everyone.
This was now getting weird to the big five as the could still feel the lingering dangerous aura I’m the crowd but who exactly was emitting it and why did this person do so the moment Mary was insulted? Was this person protecting her? Weird!
What they didn’t know is that at the back of the venue the same man was also asking himself the same question. What was that? Why did his instincts kick in making him act in such a manner?