Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

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.

do you like balloons too? You're

wife happy. I made her angry. If I can't buy this for her, she won't forgive me," he spoke

expected himself to be

as the most uncontrollable

her head, looking in Mia's direction. "Is she that

the girl's attention on her, Mia felt

how Timothy got to start talking to

like she was going to hand over the balloon that easily. Her little hands were holding the

of that, dealing with kids wasn't an easy task. Only using money

head too, looking

did something wrong and made her angry, so could you

"Sure!" The girl nodded without hesitation before adding, "But

Timothy was elated. He still

kind of condition the

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