Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

The little girl was older than Ginger, but she somehow reminded Timothy of Ginger.

That was why the words came out of him naturally.

Hearing that, the little girl smiled sweetly and handed him the balloon. "Take it. Don't make her angry anymore." After taking the balloon, he took out the remaining money he had in his wallet. "Here. Take it as pocket money."

She waved her hand, refusing it, "Mom told me not to take money from strangers. I can buy a balloon myself next time." "Thank you." Timothy held the balloon in his hand as he felt the weight of worry being lifted from his shoulders.

He managed to buy the balloon!

"Sir, when you give the balloon to her, please don't forget to say 'Please accept my apology, Your Highness."!" Mia, who heard that, went stiff because she couldn't imagine him saying that to her.

It gave her goosebumps.

Just as the air around them started to turn awkward, Mia hurriedly walked away to leave the place.

But Timothy quickly caught up with her.

He grabbed her hand. "I bought the balloon. Can you accept my apology?"

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