Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End[1-200]

Chapter 150: Attested by the Butterflies

"..."

When Roel heard those almost nonchalant words from Charlotte, he suddenly found himself at a loss for words. He stared at the impassive Charlotte, whose eyes were fixated on the blue skirted woman. Off in the distance, he could still see her chatting merrily away with some man, and he felt his mind going blank for a moment there.

If she is Charlotte's mother, who could that man be?

Watching his mother-in-law in name's tender interactions with this blonde-haired man, Roel felt his face stiffening up. Needless to say, he had looked through his fiancée's family records prior to their first meeting, including their portraits too. Charlotte's father, Bruce, was supposed to be a ginger-haired man.

Most importantly though, the records didn't state that Charlotte's parents were divorced. Considering that the two of them were still married, and Charlotte's mother was here flirting with another man, this...

What's going on here? Did we just catch her mother in the midst of committing adultery? What in the world is this? This isn't a telenovela!

Roel stared at Charlotte mouth agape, electrified by this soap opera-like twist of events. He thought that Charlotte was here to watch butterflies, but not wanting the hassle that would come from entering the singles area, she dragged him here with her as a plus one. 

However, from the looks of it now, that didn't seem to be the case.

What do people usually do at times like this? March up to the adulterous couple and splash a cup of water on them? That wouldn't work though. We aren't in our original bodies, and any Origin Level 6 transcendent can easily stop us. In other words...

"I get it. Evidence collecting, right? How should we go about it? I haven't really learned any spells for that."

Roel's face suddenly lit up with excitement, and he stared at the duo before him in the distance like a little paparazzi ready to collect a huge scoop. All he needed was for the boss to say the word, and this hot scoop would be all over the tabloids by tomorrow.

Unexpectedly, his boss, Charlotte, responded to him with a confused gaze.

"Hm? What's wrong? You don't need to stand on ceremony here. Regardless of our relationship, I'll at least back you up here."

Roel smacked his chest reliably before directing his gaze at the adulterous couple before him with his teeth clenched.

Damn you two! That blonde guy over there obviously looks like some sort of gigolo!

Roel clenched his fists tightly, ready to get some action.

Meanwhile, Charlotte looked at Roel with a conflicted look on her face. She opened her mouth several times, only to stop hesitantly each time. In the end, she squeezed out a slightly forced smile and said.

"Thank you, Roel, but... there's no need for that."

Her forced smile carried a slight tinge of sorrow before she turned to gaze at the scenery before them.

"You've misunderstood. I wasn't intending to do anything here. I just wanted to see her."

"See her?"

"It has been five years since I last saw her."

"..."

Roel's eyes widened in surprise. Charlotte pondered for a moment before explaining her own circumstances concisely with an oddly nonchalant tone.

It was a story not on any of the reports Roel received. After hearing everything, he found his heart unable to calm down for a very long time.

Frankly, Charlotte's family situation far surpassed his imagination.