Solam left with great swagger, but he left a field of popped eyes behind him. No one had expected that this tall, brawny man was the father of those two delicate, beautiful women. This was... getting cuckolded, wasn't it?!
In any case, the word "green" had been extremely popular in Beauclair lately.
But no matter how incredulous everyone was, no one dared go up and disturb the three of them for the time being. Whether Solam was telling the truth or not, those two beauties hadn't denied it, had they?
How could anyone possibly hit on girls in front of their parents? So those whose hearts were itching had no choice but to temporarily rein themselves in.
"My father?" Scarlett glanced sideways at Solam, a half-smile on her face as she asked teasingly in a low voice.
Isabella was even more direct. She looped one arm through Solam's arm, then discreetly grabbed a pinch of the soft flesh at his waist and began twisting it without a word.
"Hisss~~~! Easy, easy! I only did it so that... Ow... I said easy! I was wrong, okay? I was wrong!"
Women had always possessed a special ability. They clearly didn't have much strength, yet they could always find the softest spots on a man's body and teach him what pain truly meant! Isabella was obviously extremely skilled at this.
"Hmph! That's what you get for taking advantage of me again."
"I was only fooling those idiots. Besides, if I say I'm your father, I'm the one getting the short end of the stick, okay?"
"You're getting the short end of the stick? You actually dare say you're getting the short end of the stick?" The moment Isabella heard that, she exploded. Being someone else's father was a loss?
"Of course it is!