"Hello, I'm Director Grant. I work with Milka," he said, reaching out to shake hands.

Mars met his handshake. "Mars."

Director Grant's gaze lingered on the little boy in Mars' arms-Henry. The kid looked oddly familiar, but he couldn't quite place him.

Mars leaned in and prompted, "Say hi to your godfather."

Henry obligingly piped up, "Godfather~"

Then Mars nodded toward Milka. "And what do you call her?"

Henry stared at Milka, who watched his lips, eyes full of anticipation. Just as Henry's mouth formed the word "Auntie," Mars stepped in, quick as ever. "What do you call your godmother?"

"Godmom!” Henry shouted, his voice ringing out clear as a bell.

Milka's cheeks turned pink. "It's Auntie, not godmom-"

Henry only grinned, stubborn as ever. "Nope, godmom it is."

After all, his godfather had told him: when you see 'the tough one,' you call her godmom.

Director Grant's smile flickered, awkward. He glanced at Mars, sensing some hidden agenda, and, not wanting to linger, made up an excuse about "urgent work" and slipped away.

entrance, just the three

plant a kiss, but the second time, after a little hesitation,

kisses too~" Henry giggled, covering

she

little guy acted, he still won everyone over. "So, why'd you park on the street today? Didn't use

he got there and waited with

parking. I'm

chuckled, shaking his head. He never could figure out why so many

only just reached the car when a voice called out behind

my sister!" he yelled. "Henry!" Anya ran over, beaming. "What are you

woman, then smiled. "Uncle Mars,

confusion—she had no idea who this

was.

He

to

her,

of

for

a couple.

like

at Anya. “This is Anya, Leo's girlfriend. Remember Leo? Andre's nephew? The one who went abroad for

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