Antonio looked at Charlotte as though he had seen an "evil god." He racked his brains but still could not imagine such a shameless scheme.
Gareth was also one of the older generation's powerhouses. He was not much younger than Mosreid; in fact, he was two or three years older than Cresto and five or six years older than Midafis.
Well, he might even have been older than Charlotte's biological father.
Unfortunately, Antonio was not a transmigrator. Otherwise, something like, This bastard is no son of man... would definitely have popped into his head.
Gareth looked utterly bewildered and asked, "You're my father? Then who am I?"
Charlotte said with righteous conviction, "Gareth Mecklen!"
"You are Gareth Mecklen, the only beloved son of me, Charlotte Mecklen!"
"You were originally the sole heir to Mecklen County, but because you were obsessed with martial arts, you gave up your inheritance. Still, I will always welcome you, my son!"
If Antonio had not been standing beside him, Charlotte would definitely have arranged a mother for Gareth as well.
Well, Anne was not quite suitable, but his senior sister certainly would be!
If that truly did not work, Princess Mei or Miss Sophia Garland would do too.
In any case, they would never meet each other, so this lousy lie would not be exposed.
However, with Antonio beside him, Charlotte did not dare spout too much nonsense and could only leave this enormous loophole in place.
Upon hearing his own name, Gareth did indeed find it familiar. When he looked at Antonio and Charlotte, Antonio felt more familiar, but Antonio was far too young...
When he looked at Charlotte, what surfaced in his mind was a silver snake tail wildly slapping about!
That little snake seemed to have encountered something so delightful it could