Julien lowered his eyes so that no one could see the real emotion in them. "No, I just wanted to know what the restaurant manager wanted to say."
His expression was so calm that it did not seem like he was lying.
Sydney nodded and believed him. "I see."
It seemed like she had overthought it.
Well, he hated her so much. Why would he deliberately let the manager misunderstand that they were husband and wife?
"But why did you agree to take part in the activity, President Flint?" Sydney looked up at Julien.
Julien's thin lips moved. "It's for Davey. He's Hunter's nephew, and I'm Hunter's friend. It's only natural for me to take care of Davey."
He did not want her to know that he only wanted to participate for her.
As for what the reason was, he was not sure either.
"Alright." Sydney shrugged, indicating that she understood him.
She did not doubt Julien's words.
Julien and Hunter were indeed good friends, and it was only natural to take care of a good friend's
nephew.
Without speaking again, the two adults and one child came to the stage to sign up.
Since they were extremely attractive, they instantly attracted the attention of the entire restaurant.
After signing up, Sydney and Julien took Davey by his hands and stood with the other four families, waiting for the activity to begin.
Beside Sydney, a woman in her thirties leaned over and stared at the three of them.
Feeling a little uncomfortable from being stared at, Sydney asked, "Miss, is there a problem?"
The lady said enviously, "Girl, you and your husband are really well-matched. You both have such stunning faces. I've never seen a couple as beautiful as you. Not even TV stars can compare to you! It's no wonder that your little boy is so cute as well."
She looked at Julien and Davey and then back at her own husband and son beside her. She could not help but sigh.
There was no comparing them at all.
Sydney felt embarrassed when she heard the lady say Julien and her were well-matched.
If they were such a perfect match, would they be divorced now?
"You're too kind, Miss. We're just average. We're not as good as you say." Sydney forced the corners of her mouth into a smile as she replied.
They were just pretending to be Davey's parents to participate in the parent-child activity.
Sydney could not explain that she and Julien were not husband and wife and that Davey was not their child. Hence, she had to bite the bullet and deal with it.
"You call this average? You must be kidding me. You're... What do they call it on the Internet? Oh, right. Humblebragging." The lady gave Sydney a side glance.
The corners of Sydney's mouth tugged. It was better to keep her mouth shut.
Julien suddenly turned to look at her. "What were you saying to her?"
A glint flashed in Sydney's eyes. "It's nothing. We just wondered what the game would be later."
She would not tell him that the lady said they were a good match.
They had divorced anyway, so there was no need to.
When Julien saw that Sydney did not tell the truth, he pursed his thin lips and suddenly felt somewhat disappointed.
In fact, he had heard their conversation earlier.
Although the lady and she spoke very softly, he still heard what they said.
The reason why he asked despite knowing was that he wanted to hear her talk about it. Unfortunately, she was unwilling.
Julien lowered his eyes and said nothing.
Soon, the parent-child activity officially started.
The activity was divided into a total of three rounds of games.
The first round was the kissing card game, the second round was push-ups, and the third was a three-legged race.
After the first round, the three families with the best scores would be selected to enter the second round. Similarly, at the end of the second round, the two families with the best scores would be selected to enter the third round to compete for the championship.
The winner would get the Gundam toy that Davey loved, as well as free meal vouchers for the parents and child in the restaurant. The runner-up and the first two families eliminated would also get corresponding rewards, but they would not be as as generous as the first prize.
Sydney looked at the name of the first game on the game board in front of her and furrowed her brows.
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