11 ~ Proves to be father and child

Meanwhile, back at the kindergarten.

“Oh my!, Rina, how did you end up so poor? I never would've imagined you, the prettiest girl in the faculty of surgical tech, not being able to afford your son's school fees”

Intrigued by the comment, Irina lifted her eyebrows as she gazed towards the source of the voice.

A well dressed rich lady was standing nearby with a handbag sling over her left shoulder. Meanwhile, with her right hand, she was holding the hand of a boy who was absurdly fat.

That boy was obese, yet he was still licking his popsicle gleefully. Perhaps there was an issue with his upbringing, as the little fatty looked at others with a surly gaze. He had somewhat been stained by his mother's arrogance, riding his high horse as he looked down his nose at everyone.

“Mom, who is this country bumpkin?”

He looked slightly older than the twins, and he did not forget to shoot a glance at irina's direction as he spoke.

The rich lady gave a low laugh and her meaning was self-evident. “How