Grape fearlessly interacted with the butterflies that were lured into the yard by the flowers, filled with joy.

The butterflies eventually flew away, and Grape tried to keep them from leaving. In her attempt, she stumbled into a warm, broad embrace, catching a faint scent of sandalwood. A pair of large hands steadied her, and she looked up to see a face as expressionless as an iceberg. With a playful smile, she reached out, hoping to coax a laugh from him. "Mister, you're quite intimidating," she said.

Mallory felt a chill run down her spine. "Maybe we should take her away. Leaving her here is too disruptive."

Dexter's gaze was heavy as he stared at the child in his arms. "A child barely over a year old can't cause much trouble."

"What's your name?" he asked, holding her hand.

"My mommy said that my eyes resemble grapes, so she named me Grape," she explained.

How thoughtless... Dexter squinted slightly. "Where's your mommy?"

"She's working."

"Did she abandon you?"

"Not at all! My mommy said she had to earn a lot of money so she could find a daddy for me. She's doing it all for me, not neglecting me," Grape said, tilting her head.

"Most children over a year old don't speak fluently, but she's already

the corner of Dexter's mouth, as if he

in Clusia, but he's very busy. He won't be able to come back to see me until I turn eighteen. I'm only a year and a half old now!" Grape sighed heavily, deeply troubled. "There are so many years to

likely no longer around, which would explain why the child's mother was resorting to such desperate measures. Dexter's voice was somewhat hoarse. He coughed once, avoiding

hand. "Let me accompany you to go out and look

response, she had no choice but to

a few steps, she couldn't

were

quite bold. She sat on the man's long legs, unable to suppress her laughter.

Dexter's mouth curved slightly. He had never been praised by a one-year-old

such a tender age, how could you possibly know what handsome

up together. They call it a

Dexter was rendered speechless.

was about to throw the child out

could I possibly be your daddy?" Dexter

be at a disadvantage," Grape said, waving her little hand. "I

she spoke, she was about to leap,

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