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.

"Mister, do you like balloons too? You're a grown-up, not a

wife happy. I made her angry. If I

be negotiating with a

as

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

attention on her,

wondered how Timothy got to start talking

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

dealing with kids wasn't an easy task.

turned his head too,

her. I did something wrong and made her angry, so could you

before adding, "But I have

Timothy was elated. He still had

kind of condition

to admit that she was enjoying the show. After all, Timothy didn't have much patience