Chapter 382 Siobhan
- The woman at his side tugged at his arm, and he came to a stop.
- “That's your family?” she whispered curiously, indicating the large photograph that hung over the fireplace in the living room. The door was open, and they could glimpse it.
- Rudy grunted as his eyes went to the painting. He had been a little boy, standing beside his Mumma, his hand on her knee as he scowled at the photographer.