True Love Waits

Chapter 333 A Handsome Uncle

Ivan waved his hand at Debbie. "No, that's okay. I'll take Piggy with me. She can charm my client over dinner." Debbie was surprised. 'Charm your client over dinner?' she wondered. "No, no. She's a kid. Kids are cute, but..." "Never mind. Just leave everything to me. You have enough to worry about," Ivan assured her as he patted her shoulder. Since he insisted, Debbie nodded and said a warm maternal goodbye to her daughter before leaving the office with Ruby. Luckily, her daughter was easy to manage. She did what she was told, and wasn't very clingy. Otherwise it would be hard for Debbie to balance family and career.

In the evening, a black Rolls-Royce pulled up in front of the entrance to a five-star restaurant downtown.

The driver got out of the car and opened the backseat door. A man dressed in an expensive grey suit got out and straightened his clothing. Then he poked his head into the car and, when he emerged, he was carrying a little girl wearing a pink bubble skirt.

Her black hair was braided fashionably. Holding a limited edition doll in her hands, she curiously scanned her new digs. Expensive restaurants were nothing if not opulent, and that applied to the outside as well She took in everything with a pair of big, bright eyes.

"Wow, what a beautiful little princess!" someone passing by on the street was moved to remark.

"Yeah, no kidding! That bubble skirt is designer threads. Over thirty thousand! I sure can't afford that," said another.

"I just want to hug that girl. Her face is so cute."

As people were eagerly commenting on her beauty, they saw the man whisper something in the girl's ear, making her giggle.

The group of people erupted in audible wonder, with gasps, oohs, and ahhs. The smile on the girl's face was like a blossom flower in spring, healing everyone's heart. "She's so cute! I'm her fan now." "Is that guy her dad? I don't see the family resemblance. Still, he's a good-looking guy."

Ivan kept a calm face as he heard everyone talking. He was used to it. This little girl always attracted so much attention each time they went out. He wasn't surprised-because he was fond of this lovely girl. He still didn't want kids, but he had to admit it was nice to carry her.

enough, the manager of the restaurant came

over the whole place to see if there was anything interesting. There was, but not necessarily to a child. There was a very serious-looking bar area, with colorful bottles aesthetically arranged. She could see works of art in wood and iron. There were lamps that were made to look like vines hanging

led them to a shiny carved black table next to a window. A man dressed in a dark-colored designer suit was already sitting there, waiting for his business partner. This well-appointed gentleman was on his

around and saw a

who would bring a kid along. That was certainly out of the ordinary, but he

felt she looked quite familiar. He had

large eyes that he totally forgot his phone call. Ivan reached out his right hand to shake, but he didn't even

it firmly. "Are you Mr. Wen? I'm sorry. Please have a seat." Ivan didn't mind at all. He sat Piggy

seated, Carlos regained his

lovely smile, Piggy

yours?" Carlos said as tenderly as he could muster. He had next to no experience talking with kids, so he wasn't sure how he should talk to

Michelin-Three-Star chef to prepare some specialty dishes. After the manager left,

two men. But all of

to meet you too, Mr. Wen. I was just a minute earlier." As Carlos finished his sentence, his eyes fell on the little girl again. Making eye contact with the handsome uncle, Piggy grinned happily, revealing her neat and white teeth.

froze, unsure of what

that the father and daughter might naturally feel closed to each other since they were bound by blood. But he was still shocked by how much enthusiasm Piggy had shown around Carlos. The little girl never liked to play with strangers, yet she was actively engaged with Carlos.

never does this. We always wonder how a two-year-old kid could be this cold. I never imagined she'd warm up to you like this. Do you want to

interacted with kids. Certainly never hugged them. Even when he was around Damon's son, he would merely give the boy a

something more difficult than negotiating a 100-million dollar

refuse, but he found himself irresistibly drawn to the expectant look in her sparkling eyes. The next second, he took a piece of wet tissue from