"Young Master, Little Miss, let me help you get out of the car." Scott Harris opened the car door and crouched down with open arms.
Bobby thought it was embarrassing to be carried at his age, so he decisively refused, "I can get down by myself."
Gigi was much more obedient, she cutely leapt into Scott's embrace, smiled sweetly, and said in her childish voice, "Thank you, Uncle Harris."
The soft little dumpling filled Scott's arms, comforting his little heart that had been rejected.
Scott carried her out of the car, his serious face breaking into a smile, and he softly said, "No need to thank me, Little Miss, it's my duty."
Enna Clark and Baron Lawrence also got out of the car.
Once they were out.
The handsome man walked up to Scott and naturally extended his hand, saying, "Hand her over to me."
"Yes."
Scott reluctantly handed over the little dumpling in his arms.
