Timothy looked at the girl seriously. His expression was so solemn that it scared her.

The old lady, who was right next to them, said, "It looks like you don't know how to make girls happy, young man."

He had been busy at the top of the social ladder his entire life. How would he know how to make a girl or a woman happy?

"I am dense when it comes to this," he admitted helplessly.

"Do you have a daughter?" the old lady asked.

Ginger came to his mind and his features softened. "Yes. She's young but adorable."

He had never liked kids, but Ginger was special to him.

To him, his daughter was the cutest angel that existed in this world, as well as the small ray of sunshine in his life.

Looking at his gentle expression, the girl no longer felt scared.

asked curiously, "Mister, do you like balloons too?

my wife happy. I made her angry. If I

be

always perceived kids as the most uncontrollable little creatures

in Mia's

the girl's attention on her, Mia felt

got to

didn't seem like she was going to hand over the balloon that easily. Her little hands were holding the balloon string so

with kids wasn't an easy task. Only using money might not

head too, looking

her. I did something wrong and made her angry, so could you sell the balloon to me?"

before adding, "But I have one

He still had a chance!

about what kind of condition the girl

was enjoying the show. After all, Timothy didn't have much patience

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