"Mommy... I’m home!"
Ivy stirred from her light sleep as Leo came running toward her.
A smile instantly spread across her face when she saw him standing in front of her.
But the moment she took a closer look—
Her brows furrowed.
"Leo, why are your clothes dirty?" she asked.
Leo glanced down, slowly hiding one of his hands behind his back.
"Oh... that," he said with an awkward smile. "We had physical training class, and I ended up falling."
He stole a quick glance at Ivy, noticing the way her eyes narrowed slightly.
Do they make them wrestle or something? She wondered, observing how only the front of his clothes had dirt on them.
Something felt off.
But she didn’t press further.
She had no real idea what children did at school beyond studying, and since Leo said he fell during training, she chose to believe him.
When she didn’t question him further, Leo relaxed a little and asked, "Mommy, what are you doing here?"
He had been surprised when he returned home and asked Butler Rupert about her—only to be led to the lawn, where she was lounging as if she were on a beach vacation.
"Oh, that," Ivy said casually. "I got bored sitting inside, so I came out to explore the property... and found a perfect spot to relax."
Leo’s eyes lit up as he moved closer and sat beside her.
"Do you mind if I join you?" he asked.
Ivy smiled softly.
All this time, even while she had been resting, thoughts of him had kept drifting through her mind.
"Of course," Ivy said, shifting slightly to make space for him.
Leo grinned and climbed onto the chair beside her, settling his backpack aside. He settled in, leaning comfortably against her arm as if he had always belonged there.
For a moment, neither of them spoke.
The breeze moved gently through the lawn, rustling the leaves while the faint sound of the fountain filled the silence.
Leo sighed contentedly. "This is nice."
Ivy glanced down at him.
"It is," she admitted.
A quiet pause followed before Leo suddenly straightened, as if remembering something important.
"Mommy," he began, his tone unusually careful, "if... if someone falls at school, it’s normal, right?"
Ivy’s gaze sharpened slightly.
"Depends," she said calmly. "Did you fall... or were you pushed?"
Leo froze.
Just for a second.
Then he looked away, fidgeting with the plushie in his lap. "I told you... I fell."
Ivy didn’t respond immediately.
Instead, she leaned back, her eyes drifting ahead as if she wasn’t paying attention anymore.
"Hmm," she hummed lightly. "Because the way your clothes are dirty... and the way you hid your hand earlier..."
Leo stiffened.
"And the fact that you asked me if falling is normal," she added casually, "makes me think something else happened."
Silence.
Leo slowly peeked at her.
"...You’re scary, Mommy," he muttered.
Ivy smirked faintly. "I’ve been told that."
By now, Ivy had confirmed one thing—
Leo was lying.
But the reason behind it... remained unclear.
***
It took Xander some time to fully accept the report Taylor had placed before him.
The DNA results were clear.
Ivy was, without a doubt, Leo’s mother.
That alone was enough to keep his mind occupied—but before he could process it completely, another matter surfaced.
"Gavin has been using the Emerson name to gain investors’ favor," Taylor reported, watching Xander closely. He seemed distracted.
But just as Taylor assumed he wasn’t paying attention—
"He can do whatever he wants," Xander replied coolly, "as long as he doesn’t bring trouble to the company."
Xander lifted his gaze, his expression composed.
Taylor nodded. "Understood."

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABEL
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Transmigrated: I Became My Nemesis's Woman