Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 1135

A bodyguard, planted by Elysia's side, cleared a path for her through the throng. Clutching Emmett close, Elysia plunged into the crowd, her voice a soothing murmur, "Don't worry, Emmett. Mommy's here, everything's going to be okay."

Emmett, tears streaming down his face, clung to Elysia's neck, sobbing, "Mommy, mommy..."

Emmett was a magnet for attention, but Elysia drew even more. Reporters swarmed around them, a few bold enough to question her in public.

"Ms. Thorne, there's a lot of chatter claiming Emmett is a jinx, saying there's something fundamentally wrong with his genes. Do you plan to continue your adoption?" one reporter dared.

Elysia glared back, her anger palpable, "Whoever spreads such lies about Emmett is the real jinx! There's nothing wrong with his genes! Emmett is the kindest child in the world, and he will always be my son, Elysia's son!"

"But aren't you afraid that he might turn out even worse than his father?" another pressed on.

Elysia retorted through clenched teeth, "And aren't you afraid? What about all of you? Dragging a five-year-old through the mud for clicks and views, don't you fear retribution, a strike of lightning for your cruelty?!"

One reporter responded, "It's not us tarnishing the kid, but he's Cecil's son. Considering how malicious Cecil was, how can the kid be good? There's definitely something off with the child's genes!"

"And what proof do you have of these so-called 'genetic issues'?" Elysia challenged.

The crowd of reporters fired back, "Cecil himself is the proof! He's the biological father!"

"Experts have speculated that Cecil might have had a unique genetic makeup, which could be hereditary. So, it stands to reason Emmett's genes might be affected."

Before Elysia could respond, an aged voice suddenly cut through the crowd, "Who's genes are you calling into question now?!"

All eyes turned to find an elderly man with short braids, stylishly dressed, and wearing sunglasses.

His assistant, looking worried as the old man spoke out, tried to say something but was silenced by a dismissive gesture.