Chapter 117

Lydia had been walking ahead, but she suddenly turned back a couple of steps to check with Lilah, asking, "Your kid? You mean, your actual kid?" "Yep, my biological son," Lilah replied, giving her a clear look that said she wasn't joking. "No way... You're only twenty-two. Did you... have him at eighteen?" Lydia's eyes were wide with disbelief. Lilah nodded again without hesitation. Mrs. Mason also looked stunned, clearly having a hard time processing that. Eighteen and already a mom? Did things really work that way in their country? While they were still talking, the baby in Mrs. Mason's arms surprisingly quieted down. Lilah smiled at the little one before turning to walk ahead again. Gabriel had already stopped not far ahead, waiting for her. When she caught up, the two of them continued walking side by side. The lunch at the Palace was generous but not over the top—plenty of hot dishes, just two or three fancy seafood items, and wine that cost maybe a couple thousand a bottle. Easil