The Day Her Influencer Boytoy Insulted Me
Just then, my daughter, Lila Carson, came running out of the mall's play area and into my arms, tenderly calling out to me.
My first instinct was to take her away from there. I didn't want her to see Alan's hideous face.
I didn't expect Alan to scoff at us. "A beggar with a beggar kid, eh? This isn't some place you can beg. Get lost!"
His menacing tone startled Lila, and her eyes immediately welled up with tears. She hid behind me.
I shielded Lila, glaring at Alan. "Say that again, I dare you."
Alan merely glanced at me and retorted, "I called you a filthy pauper. What of it?"