Sebastian Blackwood had an international eting in the evening, but unexpectedly received a call from Ronnie.
The little one called but didn’t say a word.
Sebastian, unusually patient, said softly, "Ronnie, is there sothing going on? Don’t be scared, take your ti."
After a while, he heard Ronnie’s voice: "Daddy, can you co pick up?"
At this ti, Owen Rhodes walked over to remind him, "Master Blackwood, it’s ti for the eting."
Sebastian raised his arm to signal him to keep quiet; he wanted to ask Ronnie where she was, but the little one hung up the phone.
Sebastian frowned and stood up.
The little one seed quite unhappy. Hadn’t that woman Ivy Kensington taken good care of her?
He straightened his collar and strode out.
He ordered, "Postpone the eting, find out where Ronnie is."
At this mont, at Starlight Kindergarten.
Seeing Ronnie on the phone, Little Star thought she was pretending and giggled, "Ronnie, don’t fool everyone. If you want a dad, I can lend you mine for an hour."
Ronnie, carrying her little backpack, walked out, not wanting to deal with Little Star.
Humph, she wouldn’t bother with the annoying Little Green Tea.
Mommy could also pick her up.
As for Daddy... Ronnie thought, no, thank you!
Ronnie waited at the kindergarten gate with her backpack. Little Star was already picked up by her dad. Little Star’s family was quite well-off, and she was picked up by a rcedes worth about 400,000, while other parents drove cars worth tens of thousands.
Children of this age already have a sense of comparison, and everyone envied, "Little Star is just like a little princess..."
Sitting in the car, Little Star intentionally said, "Ronnie, my dad’s car is big, if it’s on the way, I can ask him to give you a ride ho."
Ronnie clenched her little fist, feeling the urge to start a fight for the first ti.
If she started a fight, would Officer Uncle arrest her?
Just then, a high-end pure black Maybach slowly pulled up at the kindergarten entrance, right next to Little Star’s dad’s car.
Instantly, it was a stark contrast!
The children didn’t know the brand, but could tell this car was a thousand tis better than Little Star’s dad’s car!
A little boy who recognized the emblem ran over to touch the Maybach’s badge, exclaiming, "Wow, I’ve seen this on TV, it’s a five-million-dollar Maybach!"
In the next second, the car door opened, and Sebastian Blackwood’s tall and handso figure stepped out.
The man stood tall and upright, imdiately outshining the other beer-bellied dads.
The little girls’ eyes sparkled, "Whose dad is this? He’s way more handso than my dad!"
"I want a handso daddy too!"
Ronnie was stunned, staring blankly at Sebastian striding towards her.
Daddy... really ca?
Little Star also saw Sebastian, her big eyes showing admiration. Who is this handso uncle? She wanted to go down and let the handso uncle hold her...
Little Star was about to open the car door but saw Sebastian stop right in front of Ronnie.
Then Ronnie rushed into Sebastian’s arms, shouting sweetly, "Daddy, you finally ca! Ronnie’s been waiting so long!"
Little Star’s hand on the car door froze, her big eyes wide open.
So this was... Ronnie’s dad?
Ronnie wouldn’t miss this chance; she kissed Sebastian on the cheek affectionately in front of Little Star, wrapping her little arms around Sebastian’s neck as if declaring—
The handso daddy is mine!
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